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Enjoy some rare and not so rare Bob Marley songs... Daily homage to the prophet! Jah Bless!

Shel Silverstein--- Poetry Time!

 A Boy Named Sue

       By: Shel Silverstein

Well, my daddy left home when I was three,
and he didn't leave much to Ma and me,
just this old guitar and a bottle of booze.
Now I don't blame him because he run and hid,
but the meanest thing that he ever did was
before he left he went and named me Sue.

Well, he must have thought it was quite a joke,
and it got lots of laughs from a lot of folks,
it seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
and some guy would laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell you, life ain't easy for a boy named Sue.

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean.
My fist got hard and my wits got keen.
Roamed from town to town to hide my shame,
but I made me a vow to the moon and the stars,
I'd search the honky tonks and bars and kill
that man that gave me that awful name.

But it was Gatlinburg in mid July and I had
just hit town and my throat was dry.
I'd thought i'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon in a street of mud
and at a table dealing stud sat the dirty,
mangy dog that named me Sue.

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
from a worn-out picture that my mother had
and I knew the scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old
and I looked at him and my blood ran cold,
and I said, "My name is Sue. How do you do?
Now you're gonna die." Yeah, that's what I told him.

Well, I hit him right between the eyes and he went down
but to my surprise he came up with a knife
and cut off a piece of my ear. But I busted a chair
right across his teeth. And we crashed through
the wall and into the street kicking and a-gouging
in the mud and the blood and the beer.

I tell you I've fought tougher men but I really can't remember when.
He kicked like a mule and bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laughin' and then I heard him cussin',
he went for his gun and I pulled mine first.
He stood there looking at me and I saw him smile.

And he said, "Son, this world is rough and if
a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
and I knew I wouldn't be there to help you along.
So I gave you that name and I said 'Goodbye'.
I knew you'd have to get tough or die. And it's
that name that helped to make you strong."

Yeah, he said, "Now you have just fought one
helluva fight, and I know you hate me and you've
got the right to kill me now and I wouldn't blame you
if you do. But you ought to thank me
before I die for the gravel in your guts and the spit
in your eye because I'm the guy that named you Sue."
Yeah, what could I do? What could I do?

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun,
called him pa and he called me a son,
and I came away with a different point of view
and I think about him now and then.
Every time I tried, every time I win and if I
ever have a son I think I am gonna name him
Bill or George - anything but Sue.

"A Boy Named Sue" is a poem by Shel Silverstein that was made popular by Johnny Cash. 

I Really Love Movies!

I am a self professed movie buff. Just like everything else in my life I love a myriad of various movies. I love movies that stay with me for awhile after I watch it. My taste are pretty broad if you haven't noticed. There isn't really anything I don't find beauty in, and I love all kinds of art expression. Especially through film. Some are award winning and some were considered stinkers, but these are my faves. Here is my top 20 movies that I love-in no particular order! If you haven't checked any out you should:

#1- Cooley High

#2- I Want to Live

#4- Leave Her to Heaven

1. 

   #5- Party Monster

#6- Requiem For A Dream

#7- Mi Vida Loca

#8- The Big Combo

#9- Trainspotting

#10- The Virgin Suicides

#11- Hairspray (original)

#12- Less Than Zero

#13- The Legend of Billie Jean

#14- Bernie

#15- Mildred Pierce

#16- Straight Jacket

           

#17-Mean Streets

#18- Once Upon a Time in America

#19- The Karate Kid part 2 (yup...part 2)

1. 

   #19- Once Were Warriors

#20- Gleaming The Cube

This list could go on for days....

Since I have been listening to him for the past 5 hours how about some inspiration from the prophetic Bob Marley on love.

Why being married SUCKS.....

You know I waited a long time before I decided to get married. I choose to have a bit of a life before settling down. I have kissed many toads, but my husband is truly my soul mate. In saying that, sometimes being married sucks. Currently, I am binging on the Bob Marley discography of every song he ever sang. I have decided at the end of this VERY LONG album I will start talking to him again. Why am I binging on Bob? Peace and serenity!  Of course as most married couples do we had a blow up. This blow up further highlighted why it sucks to be married... sometimes ;-) So, yes I am in rant mode. Here are my top ten reasons why being married SUCKS!

1. When you have a fight there is nowhere to go. Yea, you can go take a drive or go to another room, but you always have to come back. Not like being single and breaking off a relationship like changing undies.
2. You have to put up with their flaws... For example, I have a form of anxiety (PTSD) and my husband is naturally stubborn and can go overboard like in traffic, when he loses something, etc... He just has mini temper tantrums that drive my anxiety threw the roof. But, other than that flaw he is amazing.
3. Loss of certain freedoms like going where you want when you want without telling anyone.
4. Being single allows you to not have to worry about expectations.
5. They are always there....
6. They are always there....
7. They are always there...
8. You have to accept their flaws as well as their families flaws... in other words family drama. Even the perfect families has certain drama that can cloud up marriage life. Being single you worry about yourself and not another family.
9. Did I mention they are always there?
10. You are forced to conform. No more party time (unless your hubby is into his wife getting fucked up at the club every other night)... no more girlfriends holding my hair back as I puke in the toilet. Nope, even if you are a non conformist, marriage FORCES you to fucking conform.

Other than that marriage can be awesome. My marriage is awesome, but on days like today when I am just over the whole arguing thing it makes me miss my single days as a wild, carefree, rebellious hell cat who tore the town up and rode the rotors off my 20s. So, on days like today you know I am REALLY pissed when I am listening to Bob for hours or old music for hours and not talking, your ass is on the couch tonight! Also, because I do choose peace and goodness in my husbands defense he works his ass off for us, he takes excellent care of me and his only vice is old cars. But, even the happiest people have fights. So, that has been my day. A rabbit hole of shit. Hopefully you are having a better evening than I am. However, listening to Bob for the past 5 hours has really chilled me and is making me really happy... repeat is always an option. 

"I got witnesses"....

Hyacinth Bucket (cough, cough... Bouquet)

I love all sorts of entertainment. I am a huge lover of British comedies. In my view, they are so funny as well as intellectually amusing. In other words hilarious. So, in homage of my love of Brit comedies I have been binging on 'Keeping Up Appearances'. I think at this point I have watched all seasons in the course of two days. This is one show I used to love to watch on PBS and now that I can access it on the net I have been all over it. My favorite episode is in the first season. Hyacinth's father brings home a fiance, he met at a senior function. I love his fiance's determination to marry, as she ''has witnesses'' to the engagement. So, happy Sunday to all. I am relaxing before I start my graduate practicum next week. Working for free rocks! Can't wait!

"I got witnesses"

"Aye, NICE" -- Onslow kicked ass!

Poetry Time... More Sylvia Plath! Enjoy!

I enjoy poetry and I also enjoy controversial poetry. For some this and other works from Sylvia Plath are a bit hard for some to take. This poem has a lot of negative imagery, but it is a masterpiece. However, this is one of her most famous, famously controversial. It is said to be about her father Otto. 

Daddy

By: Sylvia Plath

You do not do, you do not do
Any more, black shoe
In which I have lived like a foot
For thirty years, poor and white,
Barely daring to breathe or Achoo.

Daddy, I have had to kill you.
You died before I had time--
Marble-heavy, a bag full of God,
Ghastly statue with one gray toe
Big as a Frisco seal

And a head in the freakish Atlantic
Where it pours bean green over blue
In the waters off beautiful Nauset.
I used to pray to recover you.
Ach, du.

In the German tongue, in the Polish town
Scraped flat by the roller
Of wars, wars, wars.
But the name of the town is common.
My Polack friend

Says there are a dozen or two.
So I never could tell where you
Put your foot, your root,
I never could talk to you.
The tongue stuck in my jaw.

It stuck in a barb wire snare.
Ich, ich, ich, ich,
I could hardly speak.
I thought every German was you.
And the language obscene

An engine, an engine
Chuffing me off like a Jew.
A Jew to Dachau, Auschwitz, Belsen.
I began to talk like a Jew.
I think I may well be a Jew.

The snows of the Tyrol, the clear beer of Vienna
Are not very pure or true.
With my gipsy ancestress and my weird luck
And my Taroc pack and my Taroc pack
I may be a bit of a Jew.

I have always been scared of you,
With your Luftwaffe, your gobbledygoo.
And your neat mustache
And your Aryan eye, bright blue.
Panzer-man, panzer-man, O You-- 

Not God but a swastika
So black no sky could squeak through.
Every woman adores a Fascist,
The boot in the face, the brute
Brute heart of a brute like you.

You stand at the blackboard, daddy,
In the picture I have of you,
A cleft in your chin instead of your foot
But no less a devil for that, no not 
Any less the black man who

Bit my pretty red heart in two.
I was ten when they buried you.
At twenty I tried to die
And get back, back, back to you.
I thought even the bones would do.

But they pulled me out of the sack,
And they stuck me together with glue.
And then I knew what to do.
I made a model of you,
A man in black with a Meinkampf look

And a love of the rack and the screw.
And I said I do, I do.
So daddy, I’m finally through.
The black telephone’s off at the root,
The voices just can’t worm through.

If I’ve killed one man, I’ve killed two--
The vampire who said he was you
And drank my blood for a year,
Seven years, if you want to know.
Daddy, you can lie back now.

There’s a stake in your fat black heart
And the villagers never liked you.
They are dancing and stamping on you.
They always knew it was you.
Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I’m through.

12 October 1962

Daily tribute to Bob... Enjoy! Jah Bless!

Wal-Mart is the Left Horn of the Antichrist!

If you did not know, I am not a fan of Wal-Mart and truly avoid going there in any and all circumstances. However, unfortunately there is that one occasion you have to walk into the sty and abyss that is the hell of Wal-Mart.

Today my husband and I went into a Wal-Mart that resembled a cattle call of cumulative disadvantage. We tried to do business with a banking branch of ours that is run out of Wal-Mart (not that Wood one). Anyhow, the customer service sucked.

We got NOTHING accomplished but frustration and we got into a Wal-Mart fight. Wal-Mart ruins lives. Literally and figuratively.

They ruin the people of China and any other country they have manufacturing their crap goods. They treat their employees like shit, low pay, no respect, and little to no insurance.

They come in and destroy neighborhood stores and shops and they are all nasty, disgusting infestations of a huge shit sandwich. Why did we even choose to go to this particular branch? Okay, I will own it.

We were too lazy to take the drive to the actual bank we usually go to. So, that part is our fault. But, nonetheless Wal-Mart sucks monkey balls. Today further verifies why I stay the hell away from Wal-Mart!
I know, I am usually in a peace and namaste mode. All bets off where and when Wal-Mart is involved.

Monty Python kicks ass...

Huge fan... self proclaimed geek! Out and proud of it. Enjoy some of my favorite quotes from the legends.

Freebies came in today!!!!

Awesome heavy duty bottle opener from Skoal. If you do not want to drill into wall it is also magnetic!!!
Sweet!

Black and Mild send a crazy nice set of ear buds. Wood grain, replacement buds and a cool tin carrying case!

Awesome!

Nice long cord, heavy duty!

I've said it before... the best free swag comes from tobacco and alcohol companies. Sign up with them even if you don't smoke or drink for the awesome freebies.

Yes, Nietzsche fan... However His Holiness has it right!

I would like to think Nietzsche spoke in terms of the times in which he lived.... So I won't pass judgement on the statement. He was still a genius!

However.....

His Holiness has it right!!!!

Women be empowered!

How about a little Nietzsche?