Smooth, Dave.

Where is Smooth Operator when you need to hear it?

(please don't, that song is horrible)

No, it's not. Love Sade.

Sade has a lot of great music. She's the rare musician who's hits are worse than what you find on the album.

I just don't like that song.

Taking another trip to California in early June. First, a few days in San Diego for a conference. Then . . . who knows?

The Shadow?

i know,,you will go look at buildings, or check out the cemeteries.

at least it will be warm down there and you can get around in your flip flops.

Check out the cemeteries? Nah. I will look at buildings, but I hope to have the chance to play golf, drive up towards San Francisco along the coast, and engage in some general tomfoolery. It's also been a few years since I've seen my cousin Linda, who's especially dear to me. She's in San Diego, so I might go out a couple days early and hang out with her. (She's good for my soul because she believes I have one.)

Speaking of cemeteries, by the fate of Zeus I visited one in a small village in France. See pic below.

The above ground boxed up dead French people I thought might stink like their cheese -But no, the smell was no worse than any other small village or town; a sort of low level stench that hangs around like a fog. Note the mementos on the boxes, many are photos or other knick-knacks or religious symbols etc. - many from Lourdes. This is a modern secular cemetery, in other words, it was not associated with any church or on church property. Those have a different flavor.

hey zeno your dream comes true. thuis is the greatest thing since sliced bread and yams

they are bringing together for fruition ;;;;


giraffes on horseback salad

and of course poor zeno is being inundated with 6 inches of rain down in his home.

I love this book:

shakespeares-insults-educating-your-wit_

Monty Python though

"That is one foul-tempered rodent."

"Let us taunt it! It may become so cross that it makes a mistake! "

Somethin' helped me, led me to you.

actual lyric

Could be "Somethin' Latin led me to you."



Go on, sway to it like the bassist if you have to errrr

Once upon a time I had to turn down a very attractive female in the moonlight. I wasn’t sure if she remembered anything that happened that evening so I felt quite foolish when she played a song by Sade that pretty much said “I remember. You are an idiot!”

Sade is the Queen. Cannot overstate how much I love her.

sadly sade aint for me.

now for a great voice and song from a lady

I think I'd like her better if she'd find someone else to do her videos.

I'm giving her the sweetest taboo!

The Strawberry Roan" is a classic American cowboy song, written by California cowboy Curley Fletcher and first published in 1915, as a poem called The Outlaw Broncho. By the early 1930s, the song had become famous; in 1931 it was sung by a cowboy in the Broadway play Green Grow the Lilacs. It has become one of the best-known cowboy songs, found in dozens of collections of American folk music and performed on numerous recordings.[1] Members of the Western Writers of America chose it as one of the Top 100 Western songs of all time.[2]

The song tells the story of a bragging horse breaker who meets his match in a picturesque strawberry roan.[1][3]

The Strawberry Roan

I was hangin' 'round town, just spendin' my time
Out of a job, not earnin' a dime
A feller steps up and he said, "I suppose
You're a bronc fighter from looks of your clothes"
"you figures me right, I'm a good one" I claim
"do you happen to have any bad ones to tame?"
Said "he's got one, a bad one to buck
At throwin' good riders, he's had lots of luck"
I gets all het up and I ask what he pays
To ride this old nag for a couple of days
He offered me ten; I said, "I'm your man
A bronc never lived that I couldn't span"
He said: "get your saddle, I'll give you a chance"
In his buckboard we hopped and he drives to the ranch
I stayed 'til mornin' and right after chuck
I stepped out to see if this outlaw can buck
Down in the horse corral standin' alone
Is an old caballo, a strawberry roan
His legs are all spavined, he's got pigeon toes
Little pig eyes and a big roman nose
Little pin ears that touched at the tip
A big 44 brand was on his left hip
U-necked and old, with a long, lower jaw
I could see with one eye, he's a regular outlaw
I gets the blinds on 'im and it sure is a fright
Next comes the saddle and I screws it down tight
Then I steps on 'im and I raises the blinds
Get outta the way boys, he's gonna unwind
He sure is a frog-walker, he heaves a big sigh
He only lacks wings, for to be on the fly
He turns his old belly right up to the sun
He sure is a sun-fishin', son-of-a-gun
He's about the worst bucker I've seen on the range
He'll turn on a nickel and give you some change
He hits on all fours and goes up on high
Leaves me a spinnin' up there in the sky
I turns over twice and I comes back to earth
I lights in a cussin' the day of his birth
I know there are ponies that I cannot ride
There's some of them left, they haven't all died
I'll bet all my money, the man ain't alive
That'll stay with old strawberry
When he makes his high dive

Songwriters: Curley Fletcher / Fred Howard / Nathaniel H. Vincent
The Strawberry Roan lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

That So Roanry song from the South Park movie is good too, but I'll spare y'all the extensive quoting.