hey there say, mouse... wow, neat cup with all the laguages...
wayyyyyy back, before that was in style, as common, i used my dictionaries to make word-shirts, etc,and cards, with multi-languages, i love it...
i always loved the sound of many languages and of many musics, :)
i was learning 70 languages at once, long time back, and all those dictionary stuffs and tapes, etc...
would read french, spanish, portgues, italian,one day...
then,gernman, norwegian, dutch, danish, and something or other, another day...
hawaian, tahitian,pideaon, etc,
russian, bulgarian, slovenian, polish, etc, another day...
sure do NOT know much of anything of it anymore, :(
stopped when i was getting divorced and had to finaly get rid of all
my lovely books... i used the bibles, as reading, as the psalms
made great reference points, to KNOW what was reading , as i llarned more
nouns and verbs, etc... :)
sure miss it, but i have not the time to go back to it...
i even had mongolian and tibetian,i loved the tibet alpabet, :)
the yiddish was fun, the gaelic was differnt and a neat journey,
there was arabic arabic, urdu, persia, etc...
wow, so many, :(
turkish... greek, oh my...
well, it was fun... like cracking little codes, :)
good memory, though it neer amounted to anything:
was MORE important just being a mom, back then, :)
and i NEVER REGRETTED that...
quite a climb, though! and fun...
gypsy:
love to hear all the music, gypsy,i just can't do on line stuff...
but keep up the great work on yor music adventure!
It uses basic ingredients, and I believe some vinegar is essential, but it's mostly the care with which the ingredients are prepared which makes it so tangy and piquant.
We have a master trail cook hereabouts who has her own wonderful recipes for the same, but I don't think I ever tasted no vinegar!
How's she do that?
She has the services of a sous-chef who works for free and knows some carpentry besides.
Jesus Nazareno. SW santo, 41" high, mounted for a procession.
Who's the leader of the club
That's made for you and me
M-E-R-C-E-D M-O-U-S-E
Hey! there, Hi! there, Ho! there
You're as welcome as can be
M-E-R-C-E-D M-O-U-S-E
Merced Mouse!
Merced Mouse!
Forever let us hold our banner
High! High! High! High!
Come along and sing a song
And join the jamboree!
M-E-R-C-E-D M-O-U-S-E
Merced Mouse club
We'll have fun
We'll be new faces
High! High! High! High!
We'll do things and
We'll go places
All around the world
We'll go marching
Who's the leader of the club
That's made for you and me
M-E-R-C-E-D M-O-U-S-E
Hey! there, Hi! there, Ho! there
You're as welcome as can be
M-E-R-C-E-D M-O-U-S-E
Merced Mouse!
Merced Mouse!
Forever let us hold our banner
High! High! High! High!
Come along and sing a song
And join the jamboree!
M-E-R-C-E-D M-O-U-S-E
this is an autographed pic of the Original Mouseketeers, autographed by Mouseketeers Annette Funicello (who no longer signs), Tommy Cole, Sharon Baird, Karen Pendleton, Doreen Tracy, and Bobby Burgess.
"...and we still white lightnin' down at the courthouse, and gittin' drunk's the biggest thrill of all."
Credit: mouse from merced
"Sam Stone came home to his wife and family..."
Credit: mouse from merced
"...after serving in the conflict overseas. And the time that he served, had shattered all his nerves and left a little shrapnel in his knee."
Credit: mouse from merced
"But the morphine eased the pain and the grass grew round his brain and gave him all the confidence he lacked--with a purple heart and a monkey on his back."
Because Bill Dolt Reuferferaux was stationed at Castle AFB he's a local climber from even before I got here. So now that I've had the experience of meeting his little unsung darling daughter and got to see her first exposure to Yosemite and a view of Arrowhead Arete in the early morning light, and now having read (well, I read part of it, I'm saving the rest for dawn, believe it or not), I felt this should be said, but I wrote it instead. Say it, sing it to the tune of Sam Stone. And remember, little pitcher, big ears.
THE LOCAL HERO
Daddy must have suffered.
Well, sweet songs hardly last.
It's the sadder ones which seem like they endure.
Wish he hadn't buffered
All the lost joy in his past:
His pain he stilled because he'd found no cure.
Bill's service photo courtesy of Don Lauria
Credit: LilaBiene
All The Best, PurpleBee.
You've been through the worst.
And so the morning breaks like two black rubber tires.
You'll get to be free
From your deep down thirst
And find that damned key to your inmost desires.
"Let's see. That's breaking traction, exhibition of speed, doing way over the limit all the way back to Crane Flat, erratic manipulation at high speed, and failure to signal...um, ten times, easy...and what's that white substance in the bag? Are you by chance a rock climber?"--excerpt from Tales of Piss Fir Willie, Ch. 12/An Odd Traffic Stop
InTO THE WILD DOLT YONDER
Here's a toast to the host
Of those who love the vastness of the sky!
Minds of men fashioned a crate of thunder,
Sent it high into the blue;
Off we go into the wild sky yonder,
Keep the wings level and true;
If you'd live to be a grey-haired wonder
Keep the nose out of the blue!
(Out of the blue, Dolt!)
We live in fame or go down in flame. Hey!
Nothing'll stop the U.S. Air Force!
This is what is considered to be the "odd verse" in The U.S. Air Force, which song used to be titled as Army Air Corps, by Robert M. Crawford.
The third verse ("Here's a toast...") has a different melody, and a more reverent mood than the rest of the song to commemorate those who have fallen in the service of the Air Force and the United States.
This verse is sometimes performed independently of the other verses. The third verse is sung by itself as the Air Force Academy's alma mater after most Academy sporting events. Most notably, it is sung after games against rivals Army and Navy, when the teams combine to participate in the singing of both Academies' alma maters.
The third verse is also traditionally sung by Academy cadets and graduates to honor the passing of a fellow cadet or graduate.
Semper doltishness!
Semper farcissimus!
Semper Mort Hempel!
I defecate Avalanche--"Frontier Psychiatry" on the next page to Mister Bill dOLT.
It'll put juice on your chin. Hear the carrot talking?
Joe Bob says, "Lie Down on the Couch and Check It Out, Check It Out."
Let us know!