May 2011
I am sorry for clogging your tumblr with the Terry Reid post.
See you soon…
Judy!!!!!!!
I miss Chicago.
Seriously.
I hope all is well.
You know how to find me to tell me more.
Your dear friend, MrWW.
Terry Reid's River...
Terry Reid is, quintessentially, a ‘what if’ artist.
What if he’d joined Jimmy Page in a new band the famous guitarist was forming in the late 1960s.
What if he had not wound up in a legal limbo.
What if he had managed to stay on Atlantic records.
None of that matters much now, some forty years on.
His career is what it is.
A few albums.
The early Epic (US) records...
April 2011
Poem
i made
a white hot
cauldron of
my heart
but i
could not burn
you out
i scrubbed
my hands
until the fingerprints
were gone
but i
could still
feel you
bit my tongue
until it bed
but i
could still
taste you
wrote your name
one thousand times
but even
this exorcism
could not
relieve me
you
have scarred
my soul
We should do this again soon…
M’lady is treating me to Tommy Tiernan this eve.
I treated her to Bob Saget.
Synergy.
The record store I buy all my shiznit from...
Is asking if I want the Wiz Khalifa on vinyl.
If you knew how old and white I am…
You’d wonder why I like hip hop.
Anyway, I’m thinking about it.
ficklechick asked: Tell me about your favourite smell.
Poem.
Small cool circles
I circumnavigate
As the wind
Scurries under
My umbrella
To get out
Of the rain
And the lillies
Bow their heads
As I pass
It is not a courtesy
A sign of respect
It is only
The rain
It humbles everyone
Even as it splashes
In those cool circles
I avoid
The ones
That once quenched
My thirsty boots
When I was
As new
As spring.
I am listening again to Terry Reid’s River.
Third time today.
I listened to it to and from my appointment.
And now on a trip to the bank to pay business taxes.
I want to do a rather long post on it.
And may this weekend.
It’s an amazing work of art.
Nope.
Not referred to a specialist.
Yet.
But I will be if the sac fills again.
I suspect it will.
I really don’t want surgery.
I had oral surgery once.
I don’t like pain and prolonged recovery.
Not at all.
At the doctor’s office.
Expecting I’ll be referred to a specialist for my foot.
Sigh.
If you could have sex with a song...
I’d be in a torrid session right now with James’ Laid.
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Man...
I miss Was (Not Was).
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I wish I still had my wedding dress...
I was pretty.
Good morning, sugar bugs!
News...
So, I’m trying to get work on the go.
To go to Boss Town to meet Danagel in June.
One of my fave Tweeters.
Not a lot of luck so far.
But I did a speech late last week for someone.
Looked over two sets of speaking notes they did.
And wrote it up.
And today, I was told that I had captured him quite well.
And he looks forward to a long working relationship.
Baby steps.
The Royal Wedding
itsathought:
tonnyhatter:
xunholyx:
mallorysmells:
I’d rather watch a turd petrify.
Ditto.
Oh yeah? Me too. Let’s start a facebook group for all the people who agree.
Holy shit, I’d rather go on fb than pay attention to the royal wedding.
Are you insane? The royal wedding is one day. FB is forever. Think about it!!!! If its a choice, grab the tequila and watch the damn wedding. ...
Judy's here...
Totally losing my shit now…
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I didn't say I am going. I said when I go....
ficklechick replied to your post: My promise to you.
don’t go..I just started following you DAMMIT! ;)
My promise to you.
When I leave Twitter or Tumblr.
It will be quietly.
No drama.
No flameout.
Nothing.
And no big goodbye.
And I’ll leave everything in place, in case I feel like starting over.
At some point.
Probably that one. I guess. I dunno. I'm clueless.
blondhousewife replied to your post: In case you were wondering…
Which one? There was one this morning about a guy trying to be a smartass about the tornados. No idea what the current one is about.
In case you were wondering...
I don’t know what the drama was.
Fact:
I found out there was Tumblr drama on Favstar.
That’s how out of it I am.
poem
in our home
movies are seasons
and seasons
are pressed in glass
they come close
to real
and now
but they are movies
in glass seasons
all the life
and color
extruded
they are no longer
necessary
but they are nostalgic
for us
when we
are not here
and desirous
of new rooms
where light
lingers long after
our voices escape us.
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No suggestions. And much compliments.
cutlerish replied to your post: I did, yes. I should have been clear on that. I learned things I didn’t need to know… ;-)
Yay! Well, I welcome any and all suggestions and complaints! There’s a helpful-ish FAQ on the missing e site, and you can configure it all to hell in the settings. Enjoy!
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I did, yes. I should have been clear on that. I...
cutlerish replied to your post: Cutlerish’s scripts.
You got missing e, not the scripts, right?
Cutlerish's scripts.
I finally downloaded.
Very interesting.
Very interesting indeed.
Fact:
I have never had a sex dream that ended with me actually getting sex.
Fact:
I don’t like mayo.
Bland.
Gimme spicy or GTFO.
I think I should retire on this tweet I did...
It won’t be a real Royal Wedding unless all the Disney Princesses are invited.
poem
i went looking
for my soul
in the concatenation
of theme parks
and the comfort
of fast food chains
i went looking
for my soul
in the soft tread
of office corridors
and in the harsh glare
of the produce section
i went looking
for my soul
with a fishing pole
in august
and after that
i dug for it
in december
i went looking
for my soul
in the devil’s dictionary
and the holy...
ficklechick asked: Something I have always wondered about.
Answer if you feel comfortable, ignore if not!
Are you the one who most often initiates sex with your significant other, or past significant others and if yes.... why? and if no... why? or is it equal?
Answer if you feel comfortable, ignore if not!
Are you the one who most often initiates sex with your significant other, or past significant others and if yes.... why? and if no... why? or is it equal?
The Beach Boys - Sail On Sailor →
Since Slip On Through went over so well.
Maybe you’d like this Beach Boys song.
Sail On Sailor has long fascinated me.
So many times, The Beach Boys hit on something that should have connected.
But their brand was fixed.
They were never going to be hip again.
Even though they frequently produced songs that were the equal or better than those on the airwaves at the time.
I reach for...
Fact:
I really post a lot of BS.
ficklechick asked: What is your favourite midnight snack?
Jusky’s package cost the most to send.
That’s how strong my love is!
And...
Three boxes will definitely be going out tonight.
Congrats, Jusky, DirtyRedBird, ThatFriendlyBlackGuy
You are all getting snacks.
I’d send another, but I can only carry so many.
Poem
the words
behind the words
are the ones
that will
overwhelm you
the ones
you cannot see
the ones
i withheld
because they
were not ready
to tell you
i love you.