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    and I still have some confetti from the Lips shows... I thought I was smart, I thought I was right I thought it better not to fight I thought there was a virtue in always being cool So when it came time to fight, I thought I'll just step aside and that the time would prove you wrong And that you would be the fool I don't know where the sun beams end and the star light begins, It's all a mystery Oh to fight is to defend if it's not now than tell me when Would be the time that you would stand up and be a man For to lose I could accept, but to surrender I just wept and regretted this moment Oh that I, I was the fool I don't know where the sun beams end and the star light begins, It's all a mystery And I don't know how a man decides what's right for his own life, It's all a mystery Cause I'm a man not a boy and there are things you can't avoid, You have to face them when you're not prepared to face them If I could, I would, but you're with him now it'd do no good I should have fought him but instead I let him- I let him take it I don't know where the sun beams end and the star light begins, It's all a mystery And I don't know how a man decides what right for his own life It's all a mystery
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    Wayne Coyne and the Lips record in Dunkirk NY where my son goes to college....he met him and had a meet n greet at Starbucks accidentally....and you are spot on....per Scotty, Wayne is one cool character, without ego or pretension...... this song was not written for him..... You walked into the party like you were walking onto a yacht Your hat strategically dipped below one eye Your scarf it was apricot You had one eye on the mirror as you watched yourself gavotte And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner They'd be your partner, and... You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you Don't you? Don't You? You had me several years ago when I was still quite naive Well you said that we made such a pretty pair And that you would never leave But you gave away the things you loved and one of them was me I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee Clouds in my coffee, and... I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee Clouds in my coffee, and... Well I hear you went up to Saratoga and your horse naturally won Then you flew your lear jet up to Nova Scotia To see the total eclipse of the sun Well you're where you should be all the time And when you're not you're with Some underworld spy or the wife of a close friend Wife of a close friend, and...
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    I've seen the Flaming Lips twice in STL. The 2nd time I dressed up as Wonder Woman and was given a backstage pass while waiting in line outside the venue. During the show Wayne was swinging his mechanic light around his head and he lost control of it and it hit the bassist in the arm and then hit wayne in the head pretty hard. The bassist had to stop playing for a second. When I went backstage to meet Wayne he had a huge goose egg on his head and probably a concussion. He told me that when she would come on tour his wife would always dress as Wonder Woman too. He was the most down to earth guy and met and shook everyones hand even though he shoud have been in the ER. The rest of the band wasn't present for that. Waiting, for the Ambulance to come Hoping that it doesn't come too late Hearing the sirens in the distance Hold on help is on the way. Mr. Ambulance Driver I'm right here beside her Though I live somehow I frown Mr. Ambulance Driver I'm not a real survivor Wishing that I was the one that wasn't here anymore The one that wasn't here anymore The one that wasn't here anymore Oh we can't trade places Our lives are strangely our own Mr. Ambulance Driver Tell me For everyone that dies Someone new is born Mr. Ambulance Driver I'm right here beside her And though I live somehow I frown Mr. Ambulance Driver I'm not a real survivor Cause wishing I was the one that Wasn't gonna be here anymore. Mr. Ambulance Driver Though I live Somehow I found Mr. Ambulance Driver I'm not a real survivor Cause wishin I was the one that wasn't here anymore The one that wasn't here anymore
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    I know a girl who thinks of ghosts She'll make ya breakfast She'll make ya toast She don't use butter She don't use cheese She don't use jelly Or any of these She uses vaseline Vaseline Vaseline I know a guy who goes to shows When he's at home and he blows his nose He don't use tissues or his sleeve He don't use napkins or any of these He uses magazines Magazines Magazines Magazines Magazines I know a girl who reminds me of cher (reminds me of cher) She's always changing (she's always changing) The color of her hair (color of her hair) She don't use nothing That ya buy at the store She likes her hair to be real orange She uses tangerines Tangerines Tangerines Tangerines Tangerines Tangerines
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    damn ape...hafta get my own. they sure do dunk good in milk! I still have 8 boxes of Gobstoppers from the pic a nic...they dont dunk as well in milk. Cant wait to road trip to some Live Dead where I was actually present. Thanks to Junior and Senior. Summer days, summer nights are gone Summer days and summer nights are gone I know a place where there's still somethin' going on I've got a house on the hill, I got hogs out in the mud I've got a house on the hill, I got hogs all out in the mud I've got a long haired woman, she got royal Indian blood Everybody get ready, lift up your glasses and sing Everybody get ready, lift up your glasses and sing Well I'm standin' on the table, I'm proposin' a toast to the king I'm driving in the flats in a Cadillac car The girls all say "You're a worn out star" My pockets are loaded, and I'm spending every dime How can you say you love someone else, you know it's me all the time Well the fog's so thick you can't spy the land Well the fog's so thick that you can't even spy the land what good are you anyway if you can't stand up to some old businessman Weddin' bells are ringin' and the choir is beginning to sing Yes, the weddin' bells are ringin' and the choir's beginning to sing What looks good in the day, at night is another thing She's looking in to my eyes, and she's a-holding my hand She looks in to my eyes, she's holding my hand she say, "you can't repeat the past," I say "You can't? What do you mean you can't? Of course you can." Where do you come from, where do you go? Sorry, that is nothing you would need to know Well, my back's been to the wall so long it seems like it's stuck Why don't you break my heart one more time, just for good luck I got eight carburators and boys I'm usin' 'em all well, I got eight carburators and boys I'm usin' 'em all I'm short on gas, my motor's startin' to stall My dogs are barking, there must be someone around My dogs are barking, there must be someone around I got my hammer ringin' pretty baby, but the nails ain't goin' down If you got something to say, speak or hold your peace Well, if you got something to say, speak now or hold your peace If it's information you want, you can get it from the police Politician's got on his joggin' shoes he must be runnin' for office, got no time to lose suckin' the blood out of the genius of generosity you been rollin' your eyes, you been teasin' me Standin' by God's river my soul's beginning to shake Standin' by God's river my soul's beginning to shake I'm countin' on you, love, to gimme a break I'm leaving in the morning, as soon as the dark clouds lift I'm leaving in the morning, as soon as the dark clouds lift I'm breakin' the roof, set fire to the place as a partin' gift Summer days, summer nights are gone Summer days, summer nights are gone I know a place where there's still something goin' on.
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    CDs in mail tomorrow.... sorry but the goddamn ape ate all my Oreos.... Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee They’re throwing knives into the tree Two big bags of dead man’s bones Got their noses to the grindstones Living in the Land of Nod Trustin’ their fate to the Hands of God They pass by so silently Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee Well, they’re going to the country, they’re gonna retire They’re taking a street car named Desire Looking in the window at the pecan pie Lot of things they’d like they would never buy Neither one gonna turn and run They’re making a voyage to the sun “His Master’s voice is calling me” Says Tweedle-dee Dum to Tweedle-dee Dee Tweedle-dee Dee and Tweedle-dee Dum All that and more and then some They walk among the stately trees They know the secrets of the breeze Tweedle-dee Dum said to Tweedle-dee Dee “Your presence is obnoxious to me” They’re like babies sittin’ on a woman’s knee Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee Well, the rain beating down on my window pane I got love for you and it’s all in vain Brains in the pot, they’re beginning to boil They’re dripping with garlic and olive oil Tweedle-dee Dee—he’s on his hands and his knees Saying, “Throw me somethin’, Mister, please” “What’s good for you is good for me” Says Tweedle-dee Dum to Tweedle-dee Dee Well, they’re living in a happy harmony Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee They’re one day older and a dollar short They’ve got a parade permit and a police escort They’re lying low and they’re makin’ hay They seem determined to go all the way They run a brick-and-tile company Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee Well a childish dream is a deathless need And a noble truth is a sacred dream My pretty baby, she’s lookin’ around She’s wearin’ a multi-thousand dollar gown Tweedle-dee Dee is a lowdown, sorry old man Tweedle-dee Dum, he’ll stab you where you stand “I’ve had too much of your company,” Says Tweedle-dee Dum to Tweedle-dee Dee
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    Good Morning Daydreamers! The sun is shining, the weather is sweet. got the radio on...Pure Prarie League I can see why you think you belong to me, I never tried to make you think, Or let you see one thing for yourself, And now you're off with someone else and I'm alone, You see I thought I might keep you for my own. Amie, what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you, For a while maybe longer if I do. Don't you think the time is right for us to find, That all the things we thought weren't proper could be right in time, Can't you see which way we should turn together or alone, I can never see what's right or what is wrong, 'Cause that take too long to see now. Amie, what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you, For a while maybe longer if I do. Come on now, Amie, what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you, For a while maybe longer if I do. Now it's come to what you want, you've had your way, And all the things you thought before just faded into gray, And can you see that I don't know if it's you or it's me, But if it's one of us I'm sure we both will see, yeah, Won't you look at me and tell me. Amie, what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you, For a while maybe longer if I, longer if I do. Amie, what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you, For a while maybe longer if I do. I keep fallin' in and out of love with you, Fallin' in and out of love with you, Don't know what I'm gonna do, I keep fallin' in and out of love with you
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    Your breath is sweetYour eyes are like two jewels in the sky Your back is straight, your hair is smooth On the pillow where you lie But I don't sense affection No gratitude or love Your loyalty is not to me But to the stars above One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below Your daddy he's an outlaw And a wanderer by trade He'll teach you how to pick and choose And how to throw the blade He oversees his kingdom So no stranger does intrude His voice it trembles as he calls out For another plate of food One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below Your sister sees the future Like your mama and yourself You've never learned to read or write There's no books upon your shelf And your pleasure knows no limits Your voice is like a meadowlark But your heart is like an ocean Mysterious and dark One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below
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    Good morning America, how are you? I can still feel all your sunlight shine before the dawn First light morning feeling's got me losing so much sleep I just can't say how much I miss you when you're gone 'Cause I get a feeling something like a summer wind When you love me like a sister, then you're gone again But there's so much light shining in your eyes That you just can't help but keep a love alive Now I hear some other loving sunshine brother's Left you crying and you're all alone So dry your eyes and try and say your goodbyes 'Cause you're old enough to get back on your feel all on your own Don't you kind of get a feeling like a summer wind 'Cause he loved you like a brother, now he's gone again But there's still a lot of love light in your eyes And you sure know how to keep a man alive Well you can stand right there and tell me something's wrong It's so hard to know your problems when you're gone So, early morning riser There's not much more I can do to try and make things right If you need another sunshine brother I can be right there beside you by the early morning light And I'll forget that feeling like a summer wind And I'll probably start to think about you now and then But there's still a lot of light shining in your eyes And you still know how to keep a love alive Coffee is on..... and I've always preferred Phillips to slotted....
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    See you in Saint Louie! Take care, sweet dreams! Light up, light up Light up your lazy blue eyes Moon's up nights up Taking the town by surprise Night time, night time Day left an hour ago City light fine Must you get ready so slow Night in the city looks pretty to me Night in the city looks fine Music comes spilling out into the street Colors go flashing in time, oh Take off, take off Take off your stay at home shoes Break off shake off Take off those stay at home blues Stairway, stairway Down to the crowds in the street They go their way Looking for faces to greet But we run on laughing no one to meet Night in the city looks pretty to me (City, city) Night in the city looks fine Music comes spilling out into the street (Music comes spilling out into the street) Colors go waltzing in time, oh Light up, light up Light up your lazy blue eyes Moon's up nights up Taking the town by surprise Night time, night time Day left an hour ago City light time Must you get ready so slow Night time in the city Night time Night time in the city Night time (Night time) Night time in the city Night time (Night time) Night time in the city Night time (Night time) Night time
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thanks for the memories rich. peace
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Weary and need a rest from the planning and ticket drama that is GD50. Signing off until the first shows. patch those sails.
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enjoyed your commentary, references, beer comments, and all. keep your eyes on the road. hope to see you at FTW...miracles DO hapen
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Can't you hear? Can't you hear them falling... You were the first one here (on main GD50 thread) that really befriended me and for that I am eternally grateful. It was you that helped me fight, keep the faith and make this dream of a trip possible through your delightful insight, genuine wit and kind-heartedness. You truly embrace what we are supposed to be all about. Thank you and fare you well. I hope our paths will cross someday...
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Good morning all. Rgrggrrr is taking a much needed break, the engine needs to cool, and the twins in back are getting restless. Before Rgrggrrr stepped off, he said I could tell you guys a story...well, he didn't say no, and matter of fact I didn't ask, but if I did, and he said yes, I could, but since i didn't and he didn't, he didn't actually say no, so that gives me a green light tell one anyway...This is entitled "The Bugs", so grab one of those croissants and the Java Joe and let's enjoy a bit of time together. Back in the Day as they say, in Northern Alabama, we had a grand time being newly minted hippies in a wild underground scene, running around trying to be cool and hip and bohemian all at the same time. It was the late 60's and early 70's, rock and roll was here to stay, Everything was happening allatonce. Long hair cropped up, tie-dye was being worn, and in the South, George Wallace and Lester Maddox were at odds with the new wave of more progressive thought. There were fabled stories of happenings out west and up north, little head-shops sprouting up here and there, it was scandalous and downright frightening to think about lighting up a dube in public. We were one false step away from a wrong turn and the law.Conservative society clashed with liberal youth, and the waning years of an unpopular war was still very real and present in everyone's mind. This Alabama boy was trying to sort it all out and hop on board the right bus...which way to turn, what to see, where to land; it was a time of turmoil, experimentation, joy and wonder for all of us who were coming of age at that time. In 1970 or so that bus took the shape of a brand spanking new Volkswagen camper bus, complete with a cool pop-up which belonged to my long haired red-head friend Brad. Just the vehicle we needed at the perfect time and place. In my family's driveway in Huntsville, in a nice middle class American subdivision, our story begins. I was 18 or 19 at the time, and Brad and I had a plan....
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feels like a freaking funeral around here... It's just dead space thank you all from my heart for all the well wishes...you are all family... Grab some coffee...it's like this place goes to pot without a briver... If we don't get this jalopy movin soon, you all will be late for the shows! Sarge crank up the old juke box to 11...Puppers choice.... Hey, hey, mama, said the way you move, gonna make you sweat, gonna make you groove. Oh, oh, child, way you shake that thing, gonna make you burn, gonna make you sting. Hey, hey, baby, when you walk that way, watch your honey drip, can't keep away. ....you are such a dog! Lazarus out....
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Turn down the music you over there...hi Rgrrrgrrr...may I continue? Great to see you here...this little snack has your name on it. Extra whipped cream on top and don't ask for a cherry cause we gave them to the squirrels cause they're cute. My story continues... "Let's paint da Bus!" he said...cool, i said..Rok Bagget was an artist, we could do a wrap around montage all running together, what will be the display. My Brother Steve pitched in to pencil out a design and away we went: "Let's be Sargent Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band" Cool. With the Sun rising in front, large as life band members on one side, the big long glove chasing Blue Meanies on the other side, and rainbows and butterflies on the back. We'll use the bright acrylics and do it up right. It'll be perfect for going back and forth to the University of Alabama down in Tuscaloosa. Better put a Jesus Saves bumper sticker on the back, just for insurance from being stopped by The Man. So we spent a creative weekend painting up Da Bus and had many an adventure traveling through the south in it. The story continues one spring weekend as we were making yet another journey from home to college in the righteously cool bus...
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It was about sunset just before twilight but after the hot sun had made it's trip across the southern sky, and we were rounding a curve not unlike that one rjrrrjrjrrr took at 80 plus where we all held on and sang Ripple together... Brad and I suddenly found ourselves in the swarm of a cloud of bugs, and they hit our windshield like so many spattering raindrops. Were we high? Hah! What do you think...two college kids in a cool vdub bus racing through the countryside on summer's eve? We slowed a bit and hit the windshield wipers a bit and that made a real mess of things. The bugs were blue. Blue Bugs..."They looked like little Baby Bugs", he said; I said Baby Blue Bugs" and that's what started it all: "Look at all the Baby Blue Bug Blotches" "Look, we're covered with Blended Baby Blue Bug Blotches" It started to rain, the windshield wipers were swishing back and forth, soon we had a windshield covered with what we termed forever and ever: "Blended Baby Blue Bugs Blood Blotches" Did we ever get a kick out of that. We sang that phrase every chance we got, as more bugs and rain and sloppy blue who-knows-what covered things, and a cloud of some type of smoke enveloped the bus. Singing, laughing and cutting up....all over a bunch of bugs...and that is the moral to this story friends...
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As it rained, the windshield wipers made a merry mess of our late friends, the Blue Bugs, and we rolled down the highways with the Blue Meanies on one side and Sargent Peppers on the other...tunes blasting out and we are all singing along...guess what? The rain washed off the bugs, the windshield cleared, the rain stopped, the skies parted and a rainbow appeared on the horizon. We had made it safely through yet another moment in time, magical as it was... The Moral my friends? If you are traveling down life's highways and something starts bugging you, and it gets thick, and you can't see through the haze, much like our Blended Baby Blue Bugs Blood Blotches did to us, just slow down, let it rain, continue on the journey and embrace it with song. Let the spirit of the adventure be greater than the blending of the blotches. Let the rain wash down and clear you thoughts as it cleared our windshield... Let that rain represent the love of friends and family; the raining down of good thoughts, prayers, chants and best wishes. Let the music wrap you like the arms of a lost friend or lover, and be soothed. For soon you will be through the swarm, you will see clearly once again with a rainbow in front, a majestic sunset painting the sky and peaceful breezes of a pleasant evening around you. Peace, best wishes to all...look! A Butterfly! g
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...never did get busted in that bus, and Brad and I haven't seen each other in decades...perhaps you have a like story, a happenstance you might relate too...perhaps you've driven the bus, ridden the bus, built the bus, or maybe almost got hit by da bus, This Dus has a cool and creative Briver, and He never seems to be concerned if you take the wheel. What brives us actually is you, and you, and me, and thou, and we are all in this together. The Blue Meanies may be TM, the bugs may be the flurry of emotions. We all have our ups and downs, and we all need a break once in awhile or a hug or a good word. You deserve a break as much as our friend smiling right over there with the whipped cream on his chin. Have another, Rich... And have a good day...
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Great story NEOGEO. You are a great storyteller! Happy Friday peeps! It's gonna be a bright, bright, bright, bright Sunshiney Day... Expecting 105 degrees today here in paradise. Shine those sails and patch those rails, the circus is coming to town...
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I though the moral of the story was going to be avoid the bugs if you can, and if you can't, make sure you have extra windshield wiper fluid on the dus. You don't have Love Bugs where you live do you? lol! Watch out for those unicorns in the road! Put down the coffee and pass me one those Genny Screamers.....Vroooom.
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Unicorns and Dolphins! Don't worry about how long it is to the shows, we'll get there eventually if we just stop and just smell the cow patties. Peace and Love and Harmony and My Little Ponies. (actually the new My Little Ponies rocks! I watch it with my 4-year old everyday). P.S. The above is just a box of satirical humor. Believe it if you need it, if you don't just pass on sending a PM. P.S.S. Love will see you through, but laughter will get you here! P.S.S.S What would Jerry say?
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well now, after all the rain, and the sky and our direction become clear, remember, there is nothing wrong with "going to pot" and as you bend down in the glistening grass to smell that cow pattie, keep your eyes wide, wide open, for sometimes ( especially down 'Bama way) there springs forth a little miracle, and that WILL open your eye...........
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well, well....the Poobah is quite the wordsmith, felt like story time at the library, sitting on the librarians lap....Did I ever tell you I like libraries and librarians, but I digress... a word of caution there....bees are bugs with a buzz...be very cautious when flying about the bus, I'd never forgive myself if one of you gets sucked out the window and goes.... Sarge, play B3..... There's something solid forming in the air, The wall of death is lowered in Times Square. No-one seems to care, They carry on as if nothing was there. The wind is blowing harder now, Blowing dust into my eyes. The dust settles on my skin, Making a crust I cannot move in And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on the freeway. ....every time I think I'm out, they pull me back in!......
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LOL. That is so true! But I would still breathe through my mouth and I definitely might not make to the shows in time! :)
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Greg, how do you know about GLBC Alberta Clipper Porter? thought it was a secret....
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Don't think that we didn't notice your reference to the magic which springs up, putting a twinkle in our eye...the little white dotted red ones were always the best... geoaimeanitlookedlikeanamanitamuscaria,honest!meister
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Grandma's tearoom Negril, Jamaica....sunsets never looked the same again..... order up a cup of that magical brew.... Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers That grow so incredibly high Who's bringing the tea to the fountain....hear it goes great with Reese's Oreos......
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So that got me thinking. Maybe a big Buzz on a pole is more practical than a flag. A big buzz is definitely something I can bring on. hehehe All geo's story telling has my inspired with ideas now. Stop and smell the pollen. ;p
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I am not and never have been a hippie. People just call me that because I miss Jerry. Imagine. A-AAAA---AAAAA false alarm
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Hey dus briver, I saw the bus slow down for the curve, and would like a ride for myself and my old man. We're along for the ride be it smooth or bumpy. We'll pay our fare and be good passengers and play nice with our fellow riders we promise! Our names are Holly and Matt. Nice to be along for the ride!!!
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In a coffee shop in a city Which is every coffee shop in every city On a day which is every day Cowboy Neal is back at the wheel and one of Buffalo's finest, Ani DiFranco, is on my mind. A splendid brewed secret shared by da briver, but I'm gonna opt for the boo-tea. I'm a filthy hippy at heart, but it's...OK. Cuz I'm good enough, smart enough, and doggone it, people like me. Let's have a good show, people. Ticket to Levi Saturday arrived in today's mail. Ready to explore the little plastic castle at dawn.
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But holy cow! I couldn't take my cat nap in the back without first expressing my gratitude for hearing the name Ani DiFranco from another head besides mine for once in the past... lot of years. She got a lot of air time in my dorm room and then in my walkman when I moved to Canada the first time - along with Jerry and the boys... Sigh.... Got to see her once in Hollywood and again in Massachusetts when she opened for Dylan. Although I think I missed her set - it was out in Great Woods or something such thingzzzz. Sun's rising in the East!
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Oh a Buffalo gal she is. Lived in the city music scene for many of my college years.
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How are you, say don't you know me I'm your native son..... Saturday, 2 weeks til SC, a bit more for Chitown.... Welcome Holly and Matt and so glad you made it....the fare is simply kindness, and I'm sure you two will pay in full with enough to spill over...can never have enough of it... Coffee is on, it's real and it's spectacular.... And now on K DED going out by very special request....in honor of Ani DiFranco..... Sarge, play N7....... Buffalo Gals, won't you come out tonight, Come out tonight, come out tonight. Buffalo Gals, won't you come out tonight And dance by the light of the moon. As I was walking down the street, Down the street, down the street, A pretty little gal I chanced to meet, Oh, she was fair to see. Buffalo Gals, won't you come out tonight, Come out tonight, come out tonight. Buffalo Gals, won't you come out tonight And dance by the light of the moon. I stopped her and we had a talk, Had a talk, had a talk, Her feet took up the whole sidewalk And left no room for me. Buffalo Gals, won't you come out tonight, Come out tonight, come out tonight. Buffalo Gals, won't you come out tonight And dance by the light of the moon. I asked her if she'd have a dance, Have a dance, have a dance, I thought that I might have a chance To shake a foot with her. Buffalo Gals, won't you come out tonight, Come out tonight, come out tonight. Buffalo Gals, won't you come out tonight And dance by the light of the moon. I danced with a gal with a hole in her stockin', And her heel kept a-knockin', and her toes kept a-rockin' I danced with a gal with a hole in her stockin' And we danced by the light of the moon. Buffalo Gals, won't you come out tonight, Come out tonight, come out tonight. Buffalo Gals, won't you come out tonight And dance by the light of the moon. what did you say Sarge?.....them Buffalo fillies sure look fine?..... Yes, they do....what a dog.... ......Im going down to Minglewood for the weekend....
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And good morning to you all...Ani from the Buff? Got a bit of listening to do, I think: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rc4eYOhNnU8 Thanks for being who you are, when you are, and how you are friends...let's polish up our voices and sing along with Mitch, I mean Rich...keep you eye on the bouncing red ball... No worries if you can't carry a tune, as they are light by nature, and can float effortlessly about you before soaring off like an eagle. Jerry always smiled when hearing your voice, you know, and is smiling now. Enjoy those danishes, they're calorie free today, and piping hot out of the solar oven... geogimmieabucket,i'llcarrythattunemeister
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...and your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to sing, dance, twirl and play with your friends and family as much as you can. Puppies and kittens count too. And unlike the Secretary of the IM Force, if you are caught or captured, we will most certainly slow da dus and support you in your endeavors to get free. Good Luck Mr. Phelps....this message will self destruct in 1,203,915 years, as it is now on the internet. g
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Thanks geo..... makes me want to listen to the music sing sweet songs to rock my soul.... Ani is a best kept alt/folk secret, ...she regularly plays at Babeville, an old church she purchased, renovated and turned into a recording studio concert hall....gives back to the community, civil rights and advocate for equality for women...speaks her mind....and is one righteous babe....meant in only the best of ways... why is it that all we are remembered for is wide right.. Speaking of that..... Hey #88, hope you are back safely...let me know...got some tunes all ready to go.... keep my Buffalo boy Patty Kane off the hootch and away from the strumpets.... At least until he brings home the trophy.... Ho Gawks....
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Mitch is our mailman. Mitch showed up early today and with SC tickets. Mitch is hard working and righteous. Rich is my friend. Kind and generous with words and tunes. Denver was everything you'd expect from a town that works hard and plays hard. Kane's an artist who paints with a stick. We need his virtuosity tonight. Ho Gawks.
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Congrats Adam.... Left high and dry here in da Buff... btw I'm ok with the high part.... check email tomorrow.... there'll be a mighty wind a blowin' Ok...who's eating kale on ba dus? Nanuk? You again???? Time for a quiz .... Question...what's the difference between a duck? Can I have an answer please?
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..other than the obvious real answer, i would say, "42." Don't forget your towel. g
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I admit to nothing. Check your email later tonight around 7pm est. I will be sending out the link for the "they love each other" journal. I will be adding any "late" submissions and giving you all alerts if any new entries come in. Waiting for Chandra's sister, jon Damon's lovey, and anyone else please be free.
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We have a winner! 42 it is ...I forgot to multiply by 12 and carry the 9... New math confuzzles me..... Warp speed Mr. Sulu.... Sarge hit D7..... By special request on K DED...a little Purple to help make your brown eyes blue...and you know who you are.... Nobody gonna take my girl I'm gonna keep her to the end Nobody gonna have my girl She stays close on every bend Oooh she's a killing machine She's got everything Like a moving mouth body control and everything I love her I need her I seed her Yeah She turns me on Alright hold on tight I'm a highway star What was that? Sarge you didn't...those little blue pills weren't for you....all of them? What a dog! Surfs up!
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Now on K DED ....this special request goes out to A Carolina head.... Pupper hit JT #1 Now with a holy host of others standing round me, still I'm on the dark side of the moon. And it seems like it goes on like this forever, you must forgive me if I'm up and gone to Carolina in my mind. Congratulations Cassaundra!!!!!
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Hey sarge play me a little Weird Al please. Son #2 and I sitting on the lawn at Pier 6 pavilion waiting for the show. Beautiful evening. Lots of folks sporting tinfoil hats in the crowd. Looks like my kind of people.
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The answer to "What's the difference between a duck?"Is that One of its feet are both alike. Kind of like Me and Rich went to different schools together, only he took the bus and I brougt my lunch
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to raise me better but her feelings I denied... not such a little feat.... now on K DED by special request for an angry duck and his duckling.... Weird Al! Your table manners are a crying shame You're playing with your food, this ain't some kind of game Now, if you starve to death You'll just have yourself to blame So eat it. Just eat it. Finally on K DED....just cuz I can..... I went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine, Looked up in the heavens Lord I saw a mighty sign, Writt'n fire across the heaven, plain as black and white; Get prepared, there's gonna be a party tonight. Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night! Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night, Hey Saturday night! Everybody's dancin' down the local armory With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery. The temperature keeps risin', everybody gittin' high; Come the rockin' stroke of midnite, the whole place gonna fly. Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night! Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night, Hey Saturday night! Turn on channel six, the President comes on the news, Says, "I get no satisfaction, that's why I sing the blues." His wife say "Don't get crazy, Lord, you know just what to do, Crank up that old Victrola, put on them rockin' shoes." Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night! Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night, Hey Saturday night! Then God way up in heaven, for whatever it was worth, Thought He'd have a big old party, thought He'd call it planet Earth. Don't worry about tomorrow, Lord, you'll know it when it comes, When the rock and roll music meets the risin' sun. thank you....
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Likin' me some Country Road... Yo DJ! (the man we love the most) Can you hear us in the back calling out for some country road on this country road your drivin us on? Maybe top it off with some Deep Elem...(blues, that is)
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In 1913, 58,000 veterans of the Battle of Gettysburg (from both sides) traveled back to Pennsylvania and camped on the battlefield to mark the 50th anniversary of that struggle (as well as the national holiday). In 1938, 1,800 veterans (of all the Civil War battles) again gathered to mark 75th anniversary. (Reports from the time suggest that some of the fellas at the second event were still not happy with their tent location.)
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Bells are ringing everywhere..... Happy Flag Day! Coffee is on....grab some.... Sorry Mr. Mayor.....was asleep at the wheel there....and yes folks this is the fabled Route 66..... Hey look over yonder it's Ray Benson...hop on....meet the dreamers.... what was that Sarge....you wanna play the harmonica? Ok.....no, no....too early for Whammer Jammer...hey Ray I beg you call the tune... And now by special request a tribute to Bob Wills and his Texas Playboys.... Hit E4 Sarge... Working on the railroad, sleeping on the ground, Eating saltine crackers ten cents a pound. Big ball's in cowtown - we'll all go down. Big ball's in cowtown - we'll dance around. (Ehhhh, come in momma, the hog's done got me). I'll go to cowtown, I'll dance around. Board up your windows - big ball's in town. Put on your new shoes, put on you gown. Shake off them sad blues - big ball's in town. Everybody's smiling, you can't find a frown. Girls are all happy 'cause big ball's in town. Big ball's in cowtown - we'll all go down. Big ball's in cowtown, big ball's in town. Hey Sweet Virginia....better scrape that off your shoes before you get back on board....
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Yes 'tis Rgrrgrrr ol dubby a wonberful bay. And a granb bay for baybreamers of the sunshine variety. rggrrr,detween your tunes, Uncle John and his danb cutting up in the dack, and the dlonb Monroe sisters in the jump seats harmonizing in the high register, we got ourselves a rollicking dus ribe here. I'b like to see Al Gore, Weirb Al, Al Pacino and Al Jolson all get together and form a danb...called the Always...Al Capone coulb be their manager... Keep the rubber/rudder side bown, folks, and keep those smiles a-coming, get 'em up, move 'em out, Rawhibe To you and yours, from me and mine, you all have an awesome bay... geoproublyd/b-byslexicsincethegoobolbbaysmeister
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...thanks for that inspirational message, Betty.... Ok it's joke time here on KDED... So, a duck walks into a bar and asks, Got any flies? Bartender says, We don't serve flies. Next day, the duck walks back into the bar and asks, Got any flies? Bartender says, We don't serve flies. Next day duck walks back into the bar and asks, Got any flies? Bartender getting irritated says, We don't serve flies. Next day the duck walks back into the bar and asks, Got any flies? The bartender says you ask me one more time if we have any flies, I'll nail your bill to the bar. Next day, duck walks into the bar and asks? Got any nails? Bartender says no. Duck asks, Got any flies? time to kick out the jams....home stretch here...22 days from now....this will be a dream we dreamed one afternoon....long ago... Pupper, hit me two times... Hey, hey, hey, hey Beat is gettin' stronger The beat is gettin' longer too Music's soundin' good to me But I wanna, said I wanna I wanna take you higher Yeah, let me take you higher Baby, baby, let me light your fire Ooh yeah, little bit higher Boom shacka lacka lacka Boom shacka la boonka boo and Betty when you call me, you can call me Al!
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LMAO rrrrrgrrrrr !!! Happy Sunday all :-)