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Das was beautiful, rrrrrgrrrrr !!!
And post # 2600 !!!!
Who woulda thunk-it :-)
@how sweet it is!
Now on K DED a dedication,
our own Kristine has offered for Stanley to take the wheel whilst I kick back.....
Ok Stanley, keep your emerald eyes on the road and paws upon the wheel....
Pupper...some driving music please.....
Riding along in my automobile
My baby beside me at the wheel
I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile
My curiosity running wild
Crusin' and playin' the radio
With no particular place to go
Riding along in my automobile
I's anxious to tell her the way I feel
So I told her softly and sincere
And she leaned and whispered in my ear
Cuddlin' more and drivin' slow
With no particular place to go
No particular place to go
So we parked way out on ko-ko-mo
The night was young and the moon was gold
So we both decided to take a stroll
Can you image the way I felt
I couldn't unfasten her safety belt
Riding along in my calaboose
Still trying to get her belt a-loose
All the way home I held a grudge
For the safety belt that wouldn't budge
Crusin' and playing the radio
With no mother f@cking place to go.......
Night kids......
Sarge keep an eye on Stanley, he's new to this.....
rrrrrrgrrrrrrr waaayyyyyy out!
@Straight on til Morning....
Morning campers.....
Happy hump day... to all
coffee is on...we are all safe....
Stanley, glad we could count on you for a spell....
Sarge you can play the harmonica on this one....
It doesn't matter what I say
So long as I sing with inflection
That makes you feel I'll convey
Some inner truth or vast reflection
But I've said nothing so far
And I can keep it up for as long as it takes
And it don't matter who you are
If I'm doing my job then it's your resolve that breaks
Because the Hook brings you back
I ain't tellin' you no lie
The Hook brings you back
On that you can rely
There is something amiss
I am being insincere
In fact I don't mean any of this
Still my confession draws you near
To confuse the issue I refer
To familiar heroes from long ago
No matter how much Peter loved her
What made the Pan refuse to grow
Was that the Hook brings you back
I ain't tellin' you no lie
The Hook brings you back
On that you can rely
Suck it in suck it in suck it in
If you're Rin Tin Tin or Anne Boleyn
Make a desperate move or else you'll win
And then begin
To see
What you're doing to me this MTV is not for free
It's so PC it's killing me
So desperately I sing to thee
Of love
Sure but also of rage and hate and pain and fear of self
And I can't keep these feelings on the shelf
I've tried well no in fact I lied
Could be financial suicide but I've got too much pride inside
To hide or slide
I'll do as I'll decide and let it ride until I've died
And only then shall I abide this tide
Of catchy little tunes
Of hip three minute diddys
I wanna bust all your balloons
I wanna burn all your cities to the ground
I've found
I will not mess around
Unless I play then hey
I will go on all day. Hear what I say
I have a prayer to pray
That's really all this was
And when I'm feeling stuck and need a buck
I don't rely on luck because
The Hook brings you back
I ain't tellin' you no lie
The Hook...
On that you can rely
And that's my home where dreams are born,
And time is never planned.
Just think of lovely things.
And your heart will fly on wings,
Forever in Never Never Land
.....I hear they have tickets there.....
......Mr. Sulu, second star to the right, please....
@checking in
The darn bee tried to charge me $25 for my extra bag at the forum door. I'm just peeking in on yas all to say what's up. Humping pants on. Goggles on. Countdown begins this weekend. There's only one more day of humping left before Santa Clara ya know. Hump like you've never humped before! Happy Wednesday Uncle Fester! Speak French to me Cara Bella!
@tick tock, tick tock
It's that pesky crocodile again, ya know the one that ate the alarm clock....and Hooks hand...
Have some coffee... it's on the house....
C'mon Tink...time to fly!
Howdy Totes...
travelin' blues
Some good lyrics there and fine extra words from our wonderful wordmeister dusbrivin rrrrrgrrrrrr.
G'mornin' Kyle and Rich!
:-)
Smiles all around!
....daily affirmation....
Well, hold on this song has a little introduction to itIt ain't supposed to be sad though you might feel it that way
It's a song about desperation
Every now and then we do get desperate
This is a song about L O V E and if you abuse it you're gonn' lose it
And if you lose it you're gonn' 'buse and if you 'buse it
You ain't gonn' be able to choose it
'Cuz you ain't gonn' have it further on down the line
Things ain't gonn' be so fine, you're gonn' to be sitting there
On your little machine tryin' to look and keep it clean
And you're going to be playin' bingo all night all alone
And that's why your sittin' there by the telephone
And you know that she aint goin to call you
So you put on the TV and you're watchin' Johnny Carson
Segueing right into the 'Tomorrow Show' but that don't got the go
So you turn it off and turn on the radio
The radio don't' seem to get the click so you say
"Hey man, I can't lickety split"
You start to open up a little book
And there's somethin' there you got to overlook
And you say "Baby, you know there's somethin' on my mind"
You say, "Baby there's somethin' on my mind
I know that you're home and I know you ain't all alone"
So you start walkin' over to her house
You get over to her house, you walk over to her door
You start poundin' on her door and you say
"Open up the door bitch
This is Wooba Gooba with the green teeth, let me in"
Well, she opens up the door
And then you just kinda walk up to her and say, "Baby"
You look up way up at her green mascara
And you say "Oh my darlin', you know her and me
Was at the party as friends, do not believe what they say
That's only gossip that they tellin' you down the wise crack of lies"
You say darlin', "Take your big curls
And just squeeze 'em down Ratumba
What's the name of that chick with the long hair? Rapunzel
Hey Rapunzel, hey Reputa, hey Reputa, Reputa the Buta
Hey Reputa the Beautah flip me down your hair
And let me climb up the ladder of your love
Because this is the Wooba Gooba sayin' to ya
"Love comes once and when it comes
You better grab it fast 'cuz sometimes the love
You grab ain't gonn' last and I believe I musta
You know I think I musta, you know, baby, I think I musta
You know I think I musta, I musta got lost
lunch time....
dang avatar pic stuck again
Stuck on Luther "klanging" bottles together.
Will have to wait until tomorrow for the klown to come home...
Come out and playyyeeeyyyyyaaaayyyy
Mike,
I tried changing my avatar to a Warriors one in your honor but it didn't let me change either. Guess waiting one day isn't enough. Congrats though! Gotta like that team's heart.....
Yeah, for sure Bob!
I saw that the "best player in the world" was having let's say, "some difficulty", making free throws...
But if he were REALLY the best....(fill in the blanks)
@hitchhikers guide
Got my thumb out, just to jumpOn bus a sec.
"For moment nothing happened. Then, after a second or so, nothing continued to happen"
@Goodnight Irene.....
Goodnight stars; Goodnight air; Goodnight noises everywhere.
.....and good night Irene good night.....
I'll see you in my dreams.....
@Jerry Beams and Moon Dreams
https://youtu.be/s9DdTPmAiTM
Good Morning Gergelis.
Good Night Stella.
Time to get up, grab a cup, and patch my sails
@Sing women...
sing for the years, sing for the laughter and sing for the tears...sing with me just for today....
Happy Thursday...
Coffee is on, bought some Turtle wax, gonna help shine them rails for ya Totes....
Excellent video...Kyle....pep in my step now and bigass smile on my grill...thanks for sharing that...
Dream on...dream until your dreams come true...
@Kimock on the Roof....
Zero was one hot commodity....
Mr Mayor, I know wavy gravy, and you sir are no wavy gravy....
Thanks again Kyle...just watched it for a third time, has me reminiscing like I'm watching an old family home movie....
I miss Jerry :-(
@Speaking of Jerry
As we roll through the amber waves of grain, an invitation is extended to all to listen to Jerry and David Grisman's fine acoustic set over here...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KzHMxfbF-cI
might go best with the Jamaican dark, you know...
g
@Speaking of Jerry
thinking of our favorite dus briver at 4:27 on the tape btw...
Garcia and Grisman
There is a nice crispy copy of that show in the Jerry Batch I shared. You should grab that geo, good stuff in that share.
totemstealingfacesoffheadsmeister
@ Jerry @ Grisman @ Large
Thanks, Totemtotes...
I do have those downloaded, but not at work..I appreciate the heads up tho...
Always have loved the JGB and all the individual shows Jerry did with others...especially Grisman.
g
@work streaming
I hear yas. My phone connection stinks for streaming (cheap data plan) and my IT police do not like web streaming and chewing up bandwidth on the network. I need an arsenal of shows handy to see me through the day. Argghhh, back to the mines.
@morning on the left coast of the spinning ball
Good morning Irene.
Good morning all! Happy thirsty Thursday
Dead.net's avatar picture changing machine is on the fritz again.
Send in the klowns, where are the clowns?
@Rastafarii
now on K DED a song of overcoming oppression by the man....
Sarge get them natty dreads outta your eyes...oh that's Eddie? Ed get off Puppers head....hit G8.....
Well, they tell me of a pie up in the sky
Waiting for me when I die
But between the day you're born and when you die
They never seem to hear even your cry
So as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share now, what's mine
And then the harder they come
The harder they fall, one and all
Ooh, the harder they come
The harder they fall, one and all
Well, the oppressors are trying to keep me down
Trying to drive me underground
And they think that they have got the battle won
I say forgive them Lord, they know not what they've done
'Cause, as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share now, what's mine
And then the harder they come
The harder they fall, one and all
Ooh, the harder they come
Harder they fall, one and all
And I keep on fighting for the things I want
Though I know that when you're dead you can't
But I'd rather be a free man in my grave
Than living as a puppet or a slave
So as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share now, what's mine
And then the harder they come
The harder they fall, one and all
Ooh, the harder they come
Harder they fall, one and all
Hey, the harder they come
Harder they fall, one and all
What I say now
What I Say now
lunch time at the mines....make mine red stripe....irie....pass dat dutchy....left hand side if you please.....
FB?
SDrs: I saw the email storm about the email storm.
I am not on FB, snapchat, instagram, twitter or any of the social media platforms. I just don't have the time nor inclination...and sort of worried if I got on board with all that stuff, I'd overdo it and spend time I don't have on it. My kids tell me I'm a dinosaur by the way.
ANYWAY...I move we use this forum and/or the website for mass communication....although someone will have to remind me where our website is. I thought I saved it but did not.
If others want to use FB, by all means, do so. Just be aware that many of us won't see some of the stuff you may want us to see.
I don't usually hop in the conversations here, but at least glance at what's going on on regular basis, so I'll catch anything important.
contest
@ airbnb for tickets:
http://blog.airbnb.com/dead50/?af=34447474&c=gratefuldeadcontest_GDH
had a feeling...
...that FB would not be accepted by some. Anti-social media is almost as popular as social media.
Hate to break to y'all, but you are on a form of social media right now.
I get it, though, I was and sort of still am anti-social media. I only got on FB a while back because I was trying to find an old friend. And I did not put any real personal info on there and my username is an alias. I mostly only use it to keep myself informed of info that I cannot get anywhere else.
I don't tweet either and plan to never get a twitter acct.
But to each his own, can't force people to use what they are uncomfortable with. I totally understand people's feelings regarding FB.
my love won't fade away
Not gone...just choose not to be in email threads. Forums and other FB Dead groups give me enough information without clogging up emails.
@FB
Quit it 2 years ago. rejoined recently to find tickets and keep in touch with Chicago events. Oh that didn't work out well for Zane Kesey either. Point being, I have not accepted a single friend request and don't plan to. FB is not real interaction, although 3 times I actually did hook with old friends and meet up with them when in town. What happens after Chicago? I dunno, but I don't need FB to provide the answers. My nickel for what its worth. I must have deleted the email thread or not read it. If email went away, I'd be fine. Feel free to email me one on one though.
@the Little Rascals..
Stymie, can you use the word isthmus in a sentence?
bark, bark, bark, bark.....
What is it Sarge?
Someone at the door?
Who can that be?
Why it's Mr. Mailman...
Sign for a letter?
Wheres it from?
San Francisco?
Damn dirty hippies....
some driving music, Maestro....
Ride on Josephine, ride on
Ride on Josephine, ride on
Ride on Josephine, child ya' got a runnin' machine
Baby baby ride on Josephine, baby ride on
Well now Josephine drivin' a hotrod Ford
She got twin carburators, gonna burn up the road
Twin exhausts kickin' out the rear
Some a'that'll really take away from here
Ride on Josephine, baby ride on
Ride on Josephine, ride on
Ride on Josephine, child ya' got a runnin' machine
Baby baby ride on Josephine, baby ride on
Well now Josephine's engine, said it started run hot
She tried to trade it in down the used car lot
The man couldn't believe his natural eyes
When she pulled it up into his drive
Ride on Josephine, baby ride on
Ride on Josephine, baby ride on
Ride on Josephine, girl ya' got a runnin' machine
Baby baby ride on Josephine, baby ride on
Josephine...your tank is leakin' baby
I think ya' better slow down, ride with me
Ya' say what?
Ya' ask me to hush up and mind my own business?
Uh...baby you are my business
You good business baby
I just looooove good business
Ya' say what?
Ya' ask me what kind of car am I drivin'?
Well, Uh...
I'm drivin' a '48 Cadillac with thunderbird wings
I'm tellin' ya' baby it's a runnin' thing
I could reach a groove a'baby .. get a gear
I think I could take it a'right outta here
Ride on Josephine, ride on
Ride on Josephine, ride on
Ride on Josephine, child ya' got a runnin' machine
Baby baby ride on Josephine, baby ride on
.....ISTHMUS BE MY LUCKY DAY......
OTAY!
I can't hear the tunes
Everyone let's quiet down around the FB. Consider it off the table*
Mostly what is being suggested is what we are already doing - but better. (And dare I say - what I suggested and tried to implement in March for foresight of this very day.) 1) An email group that won't clog and overwhelm your inbox, or 2) a private forum for the same exact purpose we use email for, but with better manifestation, organization, and interface. My email fears have come true.
Alas... my cat herding days are over, so I'll just be here in the corner muttering to myself as I try to find the links from James and Totem and the picture from Tami.
At least, I've got the pizzas straight.
LOVEloveLOVEloveLOVElove StellaI'mNotAlwaysRightButSometimesIReallyAmMoon.
*for those of us social-media types, by all means, we ought to have a little satellite spot on fb for laughs and giggles. You can also follow me on Instagram and Twitter if you're into all that. xoxo.
Now turn it up
Rich's voice singing along puts the right start on my day.
It's not always easy to walk on the Sunny side of the street, but we all make it a little easier for each other.
@Stella....
Thanks girl for the offer and the well wishes.....Reese's Oreos for all....I just need a headcount.....
Honorary Being
Well let's see now.
I'm an honorary Canadian and
An honorary Deadhead...
what other kinds of accolades might I gather in my travels? ...
And Rich.
We know
<3
@chandra....
Stella you are a righteous head....
Now can I get a witness?
Mmmmmmmmmbop bop, bop bop
Back to east coast reality.....
@Their motto is "don't" tread on me"
Well the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry any more'Cause when life looks like easy street, there is danger at your door
Think this through with me, let me know your mind
Wo-oh, what I want to know is, are you kind?
It's a buck dancer's choice my friend, better take my advice
You know all the rules by now, and the fire from the ice
Will you come with me, won't you come with me?
Wo-oh, what I want to know, will you come with me?
God damn, well I declare, have you seen the like?
Their walls are built of cannon balls
Their motto is "don't" tread on me"
Come hear Uncle John's Band, playing to the tide
Come with me or go alone
He's come to take his children home
It's the same story the crow told me, it's the only one he knows
Like the morning sun you come and like the wind you go
Ain't no time to hate, barely time to wait
Wo-oh, what I want to know, where does the time go?
I live in a silver mine and I call it beggar's tomb
I got me a violin and I beg you call the tune
Anybody's choice, I can hear your voice
Wo-oh, what I want to know, how does the song go?
@I don't know....
don't really care.....
let there be songs to fill the air....
So good night Irene...goodnight....
I'll see you in my dreams....
and Stella I know that you know.....that I know....that we know....
we all miss Jerry.......
and it's about the music.....
everything else we take from this is just icing on the cake...
@ the cake and the icing
Both, I hear tell, are of the highest caliber....music, music, music and more music...let there be songs to fill the air indeed.
And we also have a gathering of family and friends and friends we haven't met yet with either roses or begonias or bells or rings or you name it...and perhaps a smile or two too...bop bop be buzz bop. Hi my name is mine and yours is yours, and glad we meet finally.
One of the nice parts of the ride is the evening, when rjjrrjjrr pulls over and sets those air-brakes with a wooshhh. The ritual rolling down of the windows and stretching and knee bends are just perfect after a long day's ride. There will be time ahead where we pull the all-nighter, but methinks they are still a bit off in the future. For now, as the dusk settles with the crisp air stand up and lean out and breath it all in. The sunset sure was magnificent huh. The way it painted the sky after dropping below those pines. Someone oughta write a song.
Listen...shhhh...over in the distance hear that rumble? It's the bull frogs warming up. And out over the pond in that direction, the crickets are going at it by the rocks, and just in the fading light you can see the bats doing a number on the bugs.
Yup, the night air smells mighty fine, the stars are starting to do there twinkling. And look at those fireflies darting everywhere. The pond is a beckoning...last one in does the dishes...
@Friday rules...
.....last night I had the strangest dream....I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie.........and I woke up next to Lassie, Rin Tin Tin and Snoopy.....it wasn't even cold out...
Hit it Sarge....
Jeremiah was a bullfrog
Was a good friend of mine
I never understood a single word he said
But I helped him a-drink his wine
And he always had some mighty fine wine
Singin'...
Joy to the world
All the boys and girls now
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me
If I were the king of the world
Tell you what I'd do
I'd throw away the cars and the bars and the war
Make sweet love to you
Sing it now...
Joy to the world
All the boys and girls
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me
You know I love the ladies
Love to have my fun
I'm a high life flyer and a rainbow rider
A straight shootin' son-of-a-gun
I said a straight shootin' son-of-a-gun
Joy to the world
All the boys and girls
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me
......coffee is on....
and yes indeed joy to you and me....
hey Mr. Mayor....
Night Stella!
now who's got pie?
in the Echoes of my mind
Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air And deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant tide
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine
And no one showed us to the land
And no one knows the where's or why's
But something stirs and something tries
And starts to climb towards the light
Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can
And no one calls us to move on
And no one forces down our eyes
No one speaks
And no one tries
No one flies around the sun
Cloudless every day you fall upon my waking eyes
Inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning
And no one sings me lullabies
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky.
smilin' down upon you all
klown be smilin'
heeeeeee's baaaaaaaaaccccckkkk.....