Weesie had a meltdown 'bout a quarter after two.
Homer tried to comfort her but Weesie threw a shoe
Hit Homer in the solarplexus, then she blacked his eye.
When Homer caught his breath again ole Weese began to cry.
I know you never loved me and Myrtle is the proof.
I saw your cars at the local bars and now I want the truth.
Homer swore his innocence on a stack of bibles high.
Weesie was the only girl to ever catch his eye.
But Weesie still…
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Added by Diane Brown on March 19, 2010 at 9:08am —
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Missing the sunshine
And even the sweat and pain.
I want to skate now!
Added by Jami Ward on March 18, 2010 at 10:35pm —
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My dad owned an old Gibson acoustic guitar. He had it as far back as I can remember. I used to lay it on my lap, when I was like four, and slide my fingernails on the strings. I always liked the way it sounded, sliding up the neck. I realize now that's where my bottleneck guitar playing started.
He used to sing old cowboy songs. "Streets of Laredo". "Red River
Valley". Stuff like that. He also played some pretty mean boogie woogie piano. My older sisters had a vocal trio. I grew up…
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Added by David Vidal on March 18, 2010 at 1:04pm —
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'A Revelation'
by Rick Reiley
It came to his attention
As the bullets splintered wood
Things were not as peaceful
As he had thought he understood…
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Added by Rick Reiley on March 18, 2010 at 11:52am —
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Well, that's a relief:
Mister Congestion moved out,
Left my chest behind.
Added by Jami Ward on March 17, 2010 at 10:33pm —
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Ugly wet weather,
Feeling nasty inside, too.
Tomorrow will come.
Added by Jami Ward on March 16, 2010 at 9:02pm —
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After the wells collapsed and my family moved from the ranch in southern New Mexico, we lived outside of Pagosa Springs, Colorado. It's nestled high in the Rocky Mountains, in the southwestern region of the state. We moved there just in time for me to enter second grade.
"Pagosa" is a Ute word meaning either "stinking" or "healing". There is a hot springs in the town with a strong, sulfurous odor.
When we moved there, the lumber mill was still in operation. It has long since…
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Added by David Vidal on March 16, 2010 at 3:26am —
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I really feel bad -
An elephant on my chest
And nails in my head.
Added by Jami Ward on March 15, 2010 at 11:30pm —
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I am posting this to see how this portrait compares to other parts of the country. This is not predominant here but we don't have to go too far to see it.
“Dirty Town”
copyright 2010 by Rick Reiley
(in A minor of course- what else…
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Added by Rick Reiley on March 15, 2010 at 6:34pm —
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The nice has run out.
Razor blades and broken glass.
I can't handle it.
Added by Jami Ward on March 14, 2010 at 11:30pm —
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That person you want?
Sometimes white knights are neither.
I can just be me.
Added by Jami Ward on March 13, 2010 at 5:29pm —
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People sometimes comment on the fact that I'm "still chasing my dream". I think that the underlying message is "what the hell are you doing... grow up, you moron", or something to that effect. Fact is, what I do has nothing whatsoever to do with chasing a dream. Dream chasing sounds like a total exercise in futility. If it's something you enjoy, then great. But be careful lest you actually catch one. They're not at all what they appear to be.
All I'm doing is living a life, and doing…
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Added by David Vidal on March 13, 2010 at 1:26pm —
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Drive kids to doctors,
Drive to Houston, drive back here.
My new home: on wheels.
Added by Jami Ward on March 12, 2010 at 8:03pm —
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Pain and endorphins.
Sweat and exhilaration.
Inline skates and me.
Added by Jami Ward on March 12, 2010 at 8:00pm —
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Those of you in Philly probably knew or heard of Dan Kleiman. He was an amazing keyboardist, composer, and arranger. He was in a group called Siora, with Phyllis Chapell as the vocalist.
He had recently been given a commission to compose a choral piece to be performed at the Vatican. Many commissions were coming to him.
He also played on and arranged my CD and the Christmas song I had posted here.
I could go on and on....but Dan passed away on Feb 22nd....one day before…
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Added by Sherry Somach on March 11, 2010 at 10:00am —
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I can see clearly
Just what we are together.
Glasses for my heart.
Added by Jami Ward on March 10, 2010 at 11:30pm —
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After an aborted show in Beaumont, where the manager of the place double booked and Ed Starkey and I wasted gas and time driving over there and then darn near killed ourselves with bad food at a waffle house on the way back, I left Houston for Georgetown, Texas. None the worse for the wear, having made some new friends, and with a little money in my pocket.
Georgetown is just north of Austin, a handsome town with a quaint square and well kept shops and houses. My buddy Rick Dinsmore…
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Added by David Vidal on March 10, 2010 at 4:39pm —
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Changed some things around.
It looks different in here.
Rearranged my heart.
Added by Jami Ward on March 9, 2010 at 10:49pm —
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The next night was at a different restaurant. Same chain. If you can get a couple of money gigs in a row, it will start to foster the illusion that you are actually making a real living. Hey, you will be... for a couple of nights. Kenneth booked the next weekend as well, at the same places. And a show at the Taqueria el Patron in between.
"The Tock", as it is known, is a local family owned humble yet nice eatery in a Houston strip mall where the plans of Flyin' Dog Records, with whom I…
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Added by David Vidal on March 9, 2010 at 9:41pm —
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'The Kansas Painter'
They made love in the Eiffel tower
Back in 1959
He was pushin' 80
When he told us of that time
We were young why shouldn't we…
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Added by Rick Reiley on March 9, 2010 at 1:24pm —
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