Grateful Dead

Good luck on your surgery...nothing like a little patchouli to kick the blessing in the right direction. My wife's getting close to a knee replacement (it does suck to get old!) and if your hip works out well then we may give pre-op patchouli a try. Hang in there.

and i asked the priest (father seamus lafferty, with an accent as thick as his name) for blessings as i'm gettin' my hip replaced on monday, so he does the full annointing with oils, and i caught a familiar scent........patchouli!!....who'd of thought. small world

Joe :) Sure you'll come back with some insight to share, with a touch of CCJ humor ~ of course! Hey Noonie ~ Oh yeah, I know "that look" he he he PEACE

Your not the only one.Share the LOVE! Richard.

i will miss your sense of humorpeace be with you

it seems that when i meet new people...start jibber jabbering about this and that...and the conversations turns towards music i mention i am a deadhead... then they say ohhh that explains it..i am allways like what explains what?...one person said all those stickers on your car...or sometimes i get your laid back nature and your open mindedness.. one time i gotthat silly grin you get for no reason.....just wondering if i am the only one peace and hugs to all

come back to us soon!

He's gone, but he will be back!! :)Miss you friend!! Peace,Gigi

sweet somewhere bound... getting around that time, folks. gotta hit the road. I'll try to check in if/when I can. back in a few months. love and peace, cc ****************** "Where will you go now? where will you go now? Where will you wander, where will you roam? Where will you go when the sun goes sinkin', And the morning brings a new day to be born? I can't tell you, no I can't tell you Which train I'm riding, which plane i'm on But I can tell you, yes I can tell you I'm standing right where I belong" -- Jackie Greene ******************** cc's gone CC's been drinking, out on a binge No reason why, but just on a whim Now he is shitfaced, on a plane Flying away, he's just insane And now CC's gone Now CC's gone, Lord he's gone CC's gone With an elbow bending, it's a binge in fact CC's gone, gone, but someday he'll be back CC's gone A member of the club 'Mile High' His old lady letting out a great big 'sigh' Playing 9 ball, he can't lose Nothing left to do but booze, booze, booze... And now CC's gone Now CC's gone, Lord he's gone CC's gone Going where the there is no rain at all On a dry farm until fall Dug one well, made a ditch The muscles in his back are starting to bitch Again, CC's been drinking, out on a binge No reason why, but just on a whim Now he is shitfaced, on a plane Flying away, he's just in-sane And now CC's gone Now CC's gone, Lord he's gone CC's gone Ooh, one day CC's gonna be back Ooh, one day CC's gonna be back Ooh, one day CC's gonna be back

I remember what a splash it made (groan...) when he did Ship of Fools back in the day.