My daughter sent me this. Happy New Year! Continue reading ““Source” – Fever The Ghost”
“Source” – Fever The Ghost
Philip Morris (A Poem)
I met Philip Morris
In a cloud of smoke
He said he was an angel
I was sure it was a joke
If you owned a train
Called Destination Death
The question in my mind
Is would you ride on it yourself?
Morris won’t you tell me
Your product’s hot as hell
But if I want to join
Do I have to hurt myself?
In a wink he offered me
A whiskey and a fag Continue reading “Philip Morris (A Poem)”
Learned To Be A Man (A Poem)
Boys, when you get home tonight …
Tell your mother or your brother
Or your sister or your lover
That you learned to be a man
At first you thought it was a scam
It seemed too easy of a plan
But if a man can hold his own
He’s not quite done until he’s told
A woman that she’s beautiful
That her eyes are filled with love Continue reading “Learned To Be A Man (A Poem)”
All I Want For Christmas, Fever!
What happened … Christmas is over already?
Oh well, I’m late for everything!
But Chistmas doesn’t have to be over! Here’s wishing you Christmas every day, with Fever, a talented group from southestern Connecticut, and their great new Christmas video! When you see and hear how much fun these folks are having, you won’t care what day it is!
You’re Gonna See (A Song)
Yesterday I recommended being a great writer, then marketing yourself. Sounds easy, huh? Well, it may not be so easy, but two things are for sure … in order to be a professional, making money, you have to be great, and in order to be great, you have to be bad.
There is only one way to become a great writer, Continue reading “You’re Gonna See (A Song)”
Singing The Praises of Singing
I have nephew attending college in New York, majoring in English. I saw Robbie over the weekend, but forgot to ask him if he was planning on becoming a rap star with his degree.
Probably not.
But why not?
Something about “poetry,” whether my class (which I aced) at Boston College years-ago, a quaint, stuffy little book, a professor with eyeglasses … the images conjured up by the word “poetry” are hoity-toity to me.
You too? At least, the image of poetry isn’t like rap music.
I keep wondering, why not?
I wonder, why didn’t they tell me in school, Continue reading “Singing The Praises of Singing”
You’re Gonna See (A Poem)
I don’t wanna share
And I want you to see
It’s just got to be you and me babe
You’re gonna see
You’re gonna see
You’re gonna want to be with me
You’re gonna see
You’re gonna see
You’re gonna sing with glee babe
You should never be
Too far away from me
It’s just got to be you and me
Inside of me
And deep like the sea Continue reading “You’re Gonna See (A Poem)”
MANATEES SUE SESAME STREET
Dear Blog Owner,
As a courtesy to you, I’m sending you this copy of a letter I recently sent to Sesame Street:
“While we understand the snuffleupagus character was probably intended to cast an inspiring educational light on our magnificent species, and continue to encourage the industry to make more movies with manatees in them, we feel offended by endless stereotyping of manatees as stupid or comparing us to the much different and less intelligent snuffleupagus. Continue reading “MANATEES SUE SESAME STREET”
Dog Power! (Not A Big Game Sighting!)
Dogs are the eighth wonder of the world! I wonder if there are dogs on other planets; if so, they’re a wonder of the universe!
My cat, Penelope, has issued the official declaration, it being cold out, this being her and my first winter together, she doesn’t like snow. Which makes sense, because it probably hurts her paws. When she goes outside (part of my program to fulfill all her needs), she continues, only outside now, to sit in one place for a long time. Extended sitting, she probably feels, is impractical when your feet hurt. (Don’t think about that too hard.) Continue reading “Dog Power! (Not A Big Game Sighting!)”