Grateful Dead

Than on the road, every day! On the road again - with my family of my chosen friends Every time we see a fallen tree we just gather firewood for our next meal. Coffee every morning. Starlight every night. No. No where. I'd rather be than here now with you. I'm so happy the freon fiasco is done. Can I hang my head out the window? Maybe it'll blow away this headache.

Stick your head out the window....it will all blow away... Caffeine cures migraines.... Stella....it's a good day....from mornin' til night! Eyes on the road, hands upon the wheel! Oh, a roadhouse up ahead..... What shall we do?

yes it is.

Pull over in Tehachapi, will ya, I need some smokes... I miss Lowell like I miss being 8.

I been warped by the rainDriven by the snow I'm drunk and dirty, don't ya know And I'm still, oh, I'm still I'm out on the road late at night I see my pretty Alice in every headlight Alice, Dallas Alice I've been from Tucson to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Now I've driven the back roads So I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me weed, whites, and wine Then you show me a sign I'll be willin' to be movin' Now I smuggled some smokes And folks from Mexico Baked by the sun Almost every time I go to Mexico And I'm willin' And I've been kicked by the wind Robbed by the sleet Had my head stoved in But I'm still on my feet And I'm willin', oh, I'm willin' And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads So I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me weed, whites, and wine And then you show me a sign I'll be willin' to be movin' ...just cuz I could! The bus bee rollin'... ....just like the other one..... Buzz on up.....

I know !!

we got quite the ride to the finish line.... Jedidah He's got a dime says he catches more fish every time Well I've gotta line If you've got a pole Well I'll meet you at the fishing hole But you gotta put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailin shoes

Good karma came to klowns and klangs this morning. Anyone see Cassaundra around here today? She get off the bus or did she not get on this morning? We need a navigator, rrrrgrrrr is driving this thing the wrong direction! Chicago is East. Hey driver! East is thataway!

It's time for those halcyon glowing lyrical tunes - make us grateful to be with each other but mellow enough for an afternoon catnap. Some of the 20-year old road trip staples (besides the dead and dylan) I happened to have on cassette when I drove down to Baja from BC were Joni Mitchell and Cat Stevens. Per exemple. A mix would be sweet.

Whoever is controlling the music, me like me some Jim Croce too!

If you're driving into townWith a dark cloud above you Dial in the number Who's bound to love you Oh honey you turn me on I'm a radio I'm a country station I'm a little bit corny I'm a wild wood flower Waving for you Broadcasting tower Waving for you And I'm sending you out This signal here I hope you can pick it up Loud and clear I know you don't like weak women.... Next up....Nena...with....99 Luftballons....on K DED You and I in a little toy shop Buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got Set them free at the break of dawn 'til one by one they were gone Back at base bugs in the software Flash the message: "something's out there!" Floating in the summer sky Ninety-nine red balloons go by Ninety-nine red balloons Floating in the summer sky Panic bells, it's red alert There's something here from somewhere else The war machine springs to life Opens up one eager eye Focusing it on the sky Where ninety-nine red balloons go by Croce free zone here at K DED but got some Blue Swede.... Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga I can't stop this feeling Deep inside of me Girl, you just don't realize What you do to me When you hold me In your arms so tight You let me know Everything's all right I'm hooked on a feeling I'm high on believing That you're in love with me rrrrrgrrrrr....off the bus...autopilot..... 8 tracks under passenger seat.... try David Peel and the Lower East Side.....or some Arlo next..... Time for Jim Ladd...High in the Hollywood Hills.... Night kids.....beer in the fridge....

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A song everyone from Tonopah knows. I know.

Euphoria building. More Lightning storms over the coming days and week. Pucks and tickets flying everywhere. Biz dev meets recreation in Denver next week. Then BD, fathers day, SC, DSO, AT, FTW, AT, FTW, AT, FTW, AT. Before all this an upcoming DSO show was enough to get me excited. It’s musical and magical. Ho Gawks. Never done the first post of the day before. Not trying to steal thunder. Steal lightning…different story.

Good morning first post is not bad , I am doing dso at Hampton beach casino tonight ,,,, Warming UP!!!!

#88, nice job.... Roadking, top 'o the morning to you sir! Saturday is upon us and chores galore here in sunny Fubbalo.... Coffee is on....excuse me Adam, let me tune that radio dial to....no, a little left of center... That's how we like it.... a little light music....to rise and shine by.... Watching the sun Watching it come Watching it come up over the rooftops. Cloudy and warm Maybe a storm You can never quite tell From the morning. And it's going to be a day There is really no way to say no To the morning. and praying for mail....

Good morning to you sir , music is on but not soft , rockin it . Busy busy month , father's day my oldest is getting married , the next week Santa Clara , then to the Austin Texas music bbq , to see my youngest son , then off to the Chi-Town to meet my peeps and glow in the music , can an old man make it ? Not sure but what a way to go!

That's right, 3 weeks and 11 hours to Santa Clara, and 3 weeks, 6 days, and 9 hours until Chicago! ho, ho, ho Patch those sails and shine those rails! Ho, ho, ho, ho

you know how time fades away..... Mr. Mayor.....we have miles to go before ?...... Hold on tight.... "Now Dasher! Now Dancer! Now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! On, Cupid! On, Donner and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall! Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!" cuz..... I've been everywhere, man I've been everywhere, man Crossed the deserts bare, man I've breatherd the mountain air, man Travel, I've had my share, man I've been everywhere I've been to, Reno Chicago Fargo Minnesota Buffalo Toronto Winslow Sarasota Whichta Tulsa Ottowa Oklahoma Tampa Panama Mattua LaPaloma Bangor Baltimore Salvador Amarillo Tocapillo Pocotello Amperdllo I'm a Killer Thank goodness for my AAA membership and GPS

That's quite a month! Pace yourself! 'morning, pretty people!

Morning Ms. Katniss... Get to our age...its pace and balance here... Coffee is on....raspberry blend.... ....and I got 20 million things to do....

Coffee, tea, me? No working man, today...well maybe a little. The eggs have some smooth cream and some spicy chipotle Cholula. Lovely day for a roadking ride, but today legs are turning pedals instead. Getting ready for the Death Ride in July. The month of the Dead in more ways than one. Get yer great buzz on today, peeps, and enjoy every drop!

very pretty day here in the nw suburbs of lovely chicaogoland (yes, "chicagoland" is a thing they say 'round here), and we're glad to be alive. gratefully, it's the garden for me today! i get to dig in the dirt and plant stuff. for me, there is nothing better. sunshine daydreams to y'all !

Dead playing...can this Saturday get any better?!?!?

Toiling in the back 40....67 degrees sunny nary a cloud... Dave Nelson and John Dawson spinning on da old Victrola.... Back to searching all the joints in town.... Peace from Paradise!

Won't our love, like all things, "..slowly too fade away.."? Everything physical will change, given enough time. But what of the non-physical? That's a different matter (if you will). The force of the will, through recognition, commitment, and renewal creates a shared mindset which can endure, unchanged by time. For the Love to Not Fade Away, the necessary and sufficient condition is our believing that it will be so. A better description might be not faith away.

Very Gracefully said Tom....and a good Sunday morning to you... Coffee is on ...bagels are fresh, have plain and veggie cream cheese, butter and lox.... The wheels on the bus go round and round....and we are one day closer to Santa Clara and Chicago....and death... Our virtual kinship remains intact, for now.....like family we laugh together, reminisce together, get on each other's nerves, and then make peace...I fear the things that keep us on the bus will be but a memory in but a month....for its the sojourn not the sojourner....with that said, let's savor every minute...carpe diem kids.. And now on K DED, going out by special request for our Mayor....Jim Croce.... Photographs and memories Christmas cards you sent to me All that I have are these To remember you Memories that come at night Take me to another time Back to a happier day When I called you mine But we sure had a good time When we started way back when Morning walks and bedroom talks Oh how I loved you then Summer skies and lullabies Nights we couldn't say good-bye And of all of the things that we knew Not a dream survived Photographs and memories All the love you gave to me Somehow it just can't be true That's all I've left of you But we sure had a good time When we started way back when Morning walks and bedroom talks Oh how I loved you then MMMMMMBOP BOP, BOP BOP MMMMMMBOP BOP, BOP BOP MMMMMMBOP BOP, BOP BOP

What beautiful Sunday morning messages.....thanks all - SPECTACULAR !!! And we finally had a tripple-crown winner yesterday....way cool :-) Meanwhile, everyone PLEASE check your email for the weekend update - thanks !!

Rapid Roy! Wore out that tape the summer I graduated...

Hey Geeky...did I ever tell you that I miss Jim Croce....

Good afternoon and late morning Sunshine Daydreamers! All the sounds of the earth are like music, The breeze is so busy it don't miss a tree, And an ol' Weepin' Willer is laughin' at me. My oh my 2 weeks, 6 days, 8 hours the sun shines in our backdoor in Santa Clara. 3 weeks, days, and 6 hours we wrap our arms Soldier Field like a ring around the sun! Patch your sails and shine the rails!

Totes..trust me.....they make meds for that problem.... SD'ers get free psychiatric care... call now 1(800) NOVOICES..... Mr. MD..... Have a great day....can always count on Kyle!

Doesn't it get lonely in there?

.....is there anybody out there?.....

Got to keep the loonies on the path

Looks like we have a series on our hands....Just put the broom away.... Isn't it ironic....it's like rain, eh? we are full circle back to the dreaded path....seems like March again.... You know what....we are the loonies...and....we gotta stay on the path.... The lunatic is in my head. The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane. You lock the door And throw away the key There's someone in my head but it's not me. And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear You shout and no one seems to hear. And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes I'll see you on the dark side of the moon. C'mon Toto....let's check out the Darkside.....got myself a different tune to play...... and I know how the song goes....

Too good to stop at 4. Seven takes us closer to SC; the days between. The path is the daily struggle. The grass feels better under foot. But is it really greener on the other side?

Yessir....

Yessir....I looked over the fence....and the grass is indeed greener.... right Henry? AND NOW HE’S ROLLIN’ DOWN THE MOUNTAIN GOING FAST, FAST, FAST AND IF HE BLOWS IT THIS ONE’S GONNA BE HIS LAST RUN TO ACAPUCO TO TURN THE GOLDEN KEYS HENRY KEEP THE BRAKES ON FOR THIS CORNER IF YOU PLEASE

sorry, I repeat myself when under stress....and this laptop has greazy keys that stick.... See previous post ;-) Like back in time.....

Back to the chicken stand, bro.

On July 6, meet me at July 5. Repeat each July 6.

Pardon the interruption in all Jim Croce radio all the time on K DED.... But as we get closer to Tijuana...all I got is mariachi static on my radio..... And the tubes they glow in the dark.... I'm on a Mexican Radio..... (Shameless old MTV plug...) ....all night long.....

Had a fierce high school crush on Martha Quinn.

Thank Gobd.... I always gravitated to Mark Goodman.... signed, Epstein's mother

...I hear the talking of the dj Can't understand just what does he say?

.....as my organic chemistry TA at NYU said in 1977 to the question, " Harry what does it mean?" In his best broken Greek, offered... "what sits on roof goes Meow?".... Now back to K DED.....by special request..... .....I was lost, I was gone....and listening to Levon..... I was looking at her, but I was listening to Levon......

Levon, he was a friend of mine.

sold cartoon balloons in town, didn't he?

His family business thrivesJesus blows up balloons all day Sits on the porch swing watching them fly Levon. Levon likes his money......