Friday, January 31, 2014

Sites To See

The SOLE purpose of this weekly series is to help call attention to sites that I think many would find most interesting—in one way or another.  Just to be clear, inclusion in this series is not necessarily meant as a recommendation, and I have included sites that are rather disturbing to me.  The link below each image is to the site itself, and each image is linked to the particular post from which it was taken when applicable.  Please, go see for yourself.  Oh, and as of August 10, 2012, I will be no longer including sites that have auto-play and word verification engaged.

 Link: [Art & Life]



















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Thursday, January 30, 2014

ATF: Honky-Tonk Blues

This weekly series will include as many of my all-time favorite tunes as I can get my grubby little hands on (so to speak).  Now, each one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered.  For I just cannot bring myself to rate some higher than others.  So, this will not be a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t matter.  Besides, with no countdown, this could go on forever and ever!  Oh, and despite the fact that there is absolutely no way that your musical tastes can be as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions that you might dare to make.  I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.



Honky-Tonk Woman
The Rolling Stones
I met a
Gin-soaked bar-room queen
In Memphis
She tried
To take me upstairs
For a ride
She had to
Heave me right across
Her shoulder
‘Cause I just can’t seem to
Drink you
Off my mind

It’s the
Honky-
Tonk
Women
Gimme
Gimme
Gimme
The honky-tonk blues

I laid a
Divorcee
In New York City
I had to
Put up some kind
Of a fight
The lady
Then she covered me
With roses
She blew my nose
And then she
Blew my mind

It’s the
Honky-
Tonk
Women
Gimme
Gimme
Gimme
The honky-tonk blues

Yeah
It’s the
Honky-
Tonk
Women
Gimme
Gimme
Gimme
The honky-tonk blues
Yeah
It’s the
Honky-
Tonk
Women
Gimme
Gimme
Gimme
The honky-tonk blues



Can’t You See
The Marshall Tucker Band
Gonna take a freight train
Down at the station Lord
I don't care
Where it goes
Gonna climb a mountain
The highest mountain
Gonna jump off
Ain't nobody gonna know

Can't you see
Whoa can't you see
What that woman Lord
She been doin’ to me
Can't you see
Can't you see
What that woman
She been doin’ to me

I'm gonna find me
A hole in the wall
I'm gonna crawl inside
And die
Come a later now
A mean ol' woman Lord
Never told me
Good-bye

Can't you see
Whoa can't you see
What that woman Lord
She been doin’ to me
Can't you see
Can't you see
What that woman Lord
She been doin’ to me

I'm gonna buy me a ticket now
As far as I can
Ain't a never comin’ back
Ride me a southbound
All the way to Georgia now
‘Til the train
A run out of track

Can't you see
Whoa can't you see
What that woman Lord
She been doin’ to me
Can't you see
Can't you see
What that woman
She been doin’ to me
Oh Lord

Can't you see
Whoa can't you see
What that woman Lord
She been doin’ to me
Can't you see
Whoa can't you see
What that woman
She been doin’ to me
Can't you see
Oh she’s such a
Can't you see
Crazy Lady
What that woman
What that woman
She been doin’ to me
Can't you see
Lord I can’t stand it
Can't you see
What that woman
She been doin’ to me
Can't you see
I’m gonna take a freight train
Can't you see
Down at the station Lord
What that woman
Ain’t a never comin’ back
She been doin’ to me
Can't you see
Gonna ride me a southbound
Can't you see
All the way to Georgia Lord
What that woman
‘Til the train a run out of track
She been doin’ to me
Oh Lord


Lyrics From: [elyrics.net]

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Monday, January 27, 2014

Come Monday...Got Nothing

“Come Monday…” is a weekly series that will involve a review of (or commentary about) websites, movies, documentaries, television shows, sports, music, and whatever else may tickle my fancy at the time.  Be assured that these reviews will be generally positive, as in accordance to the Jimmy Buffett song “Come Monday.”  This is subject to change, however.  In fact, I would be most derelict in my duties to neglect going on a rant every once in a while.  For rants promote change, and change can be good—right?  Therefore, since good is generally considered as being a positive force in 99.3% of the parallel universes that I am aware of, even a rant could be considered as being something positive, and a genuine hissy-fit would be even better (so I’m told).

Got Nothing
I got nothing
Which really is something
Proper grammar notwithstanding
Not when I’m rhyming
That is all

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Sunday, January 26, 2014

A Sunday Drive

Back during my childhood, our parents would often load up my brother and me after Sunday morning church services for a leisurely drive around where we lived.  Even though we were seeing mostly familiar sights, it was still good to see them, and this is why “A Sunday Drive” sounded about right for the name of a weekly series revisiting familiar sites that are well worth seeing again and again.  The link below the image is to the site itself, and the image is linked to the post it was first included in here.














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Saturday, January 25, 2014

Saturday Morning Cartoons (+)

No, it is not that I am in the midst of experiencing a second or third childhood.  For it is arguable that I have never really grown up because of my march toward maturity being interrupted by some episodes of arrested development along the way.  So, instead of thinking that this series is meant as a wistful look back upon a simpler time, think of it as being a rather simplistic mind remaining in a moment for an extended period of time.  In any event, I hope you find it enjoyable.


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Friday, January 24, 2014

Sites To See

The SOLE purpose of this weekly series is to help call attention to sites that I think many would find most interesting—in one way or another.  Just to be clear, inclusion in this series is not necessarily meant as a recommendation, and I have included sites that are rather disturbing to me.  The link below each image is to the site itself, and each image is linked to the particular post from which it was taken when applicable.  Please, go see for yourself.  Oh, and as of August 10, 2012, I will be no longer including sites that have auto-play and word verification engaged.




















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Thursday, January 23, 2014

ATF: Down 'n' Dirty

This weekly series will include as many of my all-time favorite tunes as I can get my grubby little hands on (so to speak).  Now, each one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered.  For I just cannot bring myself to rate some higher than others.  So, this will not be a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t matter.  Besides, with no countdown, this could go on forever and ever!  Oh, and despite the fact that there is absolutely no way that your musical tastes can be as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions that you might dare to make.  I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.



Who Do You Love
George Thorogood and The Destroyers
I walked forty-seven miles of barbed wire
I got a cobra snake for a necktie
A brand new house on the road side
And it's a-made out of rattlesnake hide
Got a band new chimney put on top
And it's a-made out of human skull
Come on take a little walk with me baby
And tell me who do you love
Who do you love

Around the town I use a rattlesnake whip
Take it easy baby don't you give me no lip
Who do you love
Who do you love

I've got a tombstone hand and a graveyard mind
I'm just twenty-two and I don't mind dyin’
Who do you love
Yeah who do you love
Ah who do you love

Now Arlene took a-me by my hand
She said Lonesome George you don't understand
Who do you love

The nights were dark and the skies were blue
Down the alleyway a house wagon flew
Hit a bump and somebody screamed
You should've heard just what I'd seen
Who do you love
Who do you love
Yeah who do you love
Ah who do you love

Yeah I've got a tombstone hand and a graveyard mine
Just twenty-two baby I don't mind dyin’
Snakeskin shoes baby put them on your feet
Got the goodtime music and the Bo Diddley beat
Who do you love
Who do you love

I walked forty-seven miles of barbed wire
I got a cobra snake for a necktie
A brand new house on the road side
And it's made out of rattlesnake hide
Got a band new chimney put on top
And it's made out of human skull
Come on take a little walk with me child
Tell me who do you love
Yeah who do you love
Who do you love

Link: [Heart]


Straight On
Heart
Quite some time
I’ve been sittin' it out
Didn't take no chances
I was a prisoner of doubt
I knocked down the wailin' wall
Ain't no sin
Got the feel of fortune
Deal me in

Comin' straight on for you
You made my mind
Now I'm stronger
Now I'm comin' through
Straight on
Straight on for you
Straight on for you

Now I know
I got to play my hand
What the winner don't know
A gambler understands
My heart keeps playin' it through
With you my friend
I'll take my chances on you
Again and again
Again

Comin' straight on for you
You made my mind
Now I'm stronger
Now I'm comin' through
Straight on
Straight on for you
Straight on for you

Yeah
For you

Comin' straight on for you
You made my mind
And now I'm stronger
Now I'm comin' through
Straight on
Straight on for you
Straight on
Straight on
Straight on for you
Straight on for you
You made my mind
Now I'm stronger
Now I'm comin' through
Straight on
Straight on for you
Straight on
Straight on
I'm straight on for you
Straight on for you

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Monday, January 20, 2014

Come Monday...My Lyin' Eyes and Ears

“Come Monday…” is a weekly series that will involve a review of (or commentary about) websites, movies, documentaries, television shows, sports, music, and whatever else may tickle my fancy at the time.  Be assured that these reviews will be generally positive, as in accordance to the Jimmy Buffett song “Come Monday.”  This is subject to change, however.  In fact, I would be most derelict in my duties to neglect going on a rant every once in a while.  For rants promote change, and change can be good—right?  Therefore, since good is generally considered as being a positive force in 99.3% of the parallel universes that I am aware of, even a rant could be considered as being something positive, and a genuine hissy-fit would be even better (so I’m told).

While checking out some sites to include in a future edition of my [Sites To See]series, I was delighted to see a picture of a very old cemetery.  I was even more delighted to read where it was supposedly located, but we will get into that a little later on.

I do not know why, but I have been always drawn to old cemeteries.  The older, the better.

Alas, with me being an American, my opportunities to actually visit an old cemetery is rather limited.  In fact, the oldest grave I can remember ever seeing is Benjamin Franklin’s in Philadelphia, and in comparison to many a grave on the other side of the Atlantic, Franklin’s grave is relatively freshly dug.

Okay, it is the information on the tombstones that draws me hither—not the actual graves.  I suppose it is on account of being such a history nut, which certainly sounds better to me than just being quite ghoulish by nature.

ANYWAY, what delighted me about the supposed location of the very old cemetery was that it was in Edinburgh, England.  No, delighted does not come close to describing what I felt when I first read that.  For I quickly copied of the URL so that I could pass it along to [Adullamite], and I giggled when the image of a mushroom cloud rising up from around Essex, England popped into my head.

You see, Adullamite is a true Scot, who now lives around Essex, England.  What makes him a true Scot is his loathing for all things English, and when I asked him what he was doing living among the bane of his existence, he said that it was so he could be a more painful thorn in their collective sides.

Yeah, reading where someone had identified the place of his birth as being in England would have made Adullamite’s head explode, but my delight was premature.  For when I made another quick pass over the article before hitting send on my email to the bandy-legged old coot, I read where the very old cemetery was located in Edinburgh, SCOTLAND!

A couple of days later, I heard Arlynda’s mother ask her if she wanted a tomato salad.  Now, I could not recall ever hearing of such before.  So, I asked what a tomato salad was, and they both looked at me like I had done went and lost my mind while insisting that she just asked if she wanted a salad.

Not that I can trust anything they unite on against me, but I must admit that those two incidents had me wondering if my mind may wander off into the deep end of the pool at times.  Yeah, some would undoubtedly insist that it does on many an occasion, but since I have not asked for their help, I ain’t hearing it.

In all seriousness, those two incidents helped to prepare me for a very close friend tearing into me about insisting that all in the Christian community must be like-minded.  He went on to declare that what I was saying is something that a cult leader would teach.

I agreed with him that a cult leader would teach about something like that, but that I haven’t been.  For what I have been given to say about the matter is that all in the Christian community SHOULD be of the same mind—the mind of Christ, to be exact.

Since most of you-all do not want to hear about such nonsense, I will not go into any great detail, but to those who have had their interest piqued, be assured that the vast majority of the thousands of different Christian denominations were started with a word being substituted for another here and added there.  On the other hand, what does somebody who has done went and lost their mind really know about anything?

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