Was watching television the other day after a long day, that kind of bleary-eyed viewing that means you're taking almost nothing in, just enjoying the ride, and saw Donny Osmond performing "Puppy Love." I wondered if he ever got sick of being Donny Osmond, if he sometimes wished he could be someone totally different, a dark sick person with a crazy past or a normal guy in Kentucky with a couple of kids and a rusty swing set and a pack of PBR at his side. One of my students is an avid Donny fan and even bought some of Donny's artwork at one of his concerts at the Macomb Center. Donny draws scenes from The Wizard Of Oz, a movie that seems to connect to several pivotal points in my life. The artwork was a little off and Dorothy didn't look anything like the young Judy Garland, but still, you have to admire the effort to branch out and try something new.
Sometimes I wish I could get a divorce from myself and start over, be someone else for a bit and see how that goes. But not really. My relationship with myself goes through stages just like all relationships do -- good times, bad times, the pedestal, the fall from grace, the comfortable settling into love that comes when you stop wanting something that isn't going to happen. I once heard that compassion was love in action, that love wasn't a static thing, a feeling or a dream, but the gritty reality of disappointment, understanding where someone is and being okay with that situation. The other night, I heard two people saying over and over again (I'm assuming there were substances involved), I'm chimi and you're changa. They were going to order the chimichanga dinner and couldn't stop laughing. Eventually, I had to laugh as well. They didn't seem to get sick of it and eventually, I didn't either.
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"I never smile unless I mean it." Donny Osmond
Cocktail Hour
Drinking music suggestion: Hard Candy Madonna (okay, she IS the queen of Detroit according to Michael Moore and that's good enough for me)
Benedictions and Maledictions
Happy Tuesday!
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My cousin's first husband turned out to be a gay waiter at Chi Chi's and he loved saying "Chimi Changa," not that there's anything wrong with that.--George Costanza
Marvin Gaye could not dance a lick and he was married to Barry Gordy's sister. It's what you know and who you know after all.--Detroit Native
I think I picketed there once before on 8 Mile in Detroit, Michelle. I was the one carrying the large cross fashioned out of tree limbs.--Cardinal Spellman
Michael Moore is a subversive from Flint, Michigan. He does know a lot about a writer called "The Rivethead," though.
I don't even have words to comment with other than "you got it."
"...when you stop wanting something that isn't going to happen." That must be my problem: I can never predict what's not going to happen.
Happy Birthday to Michigan's own Bob Seger, the second hardest working man in show business.--JJ and the Morning Crew
Back in '72--Bob Seger
Went out in norfork hung on a short short
Livin' with a bottle of wine
To music, ladies and burned out
babies
I was tryin' to write a couple lines
Sheriff Gribbs with his grim ad libs
Spoutin about the crime in the streets
And women were dreamin' and some were screamin'
'bout the crowd betweeen the sheets
You know that music, died, but my pride
Somehow I got through, back in '72
Somehow we made it to baton rouge
We stayed inside for a week
We weren't in town for no Mardi Gras
So we decided to sleep
Houston, yes, was a good old guest
Tho know how bad we wanted to play
But we got homesick for Lincoln Park(imagine that) and then we just
couldn't stay
Tricky dick, he played it slick
Something i was afraid he'd do
Back in '72 oh , '72
Then all our new-born philosophers
Out went to alert the world
Then some pseudo-intellectuals
Even got it unfurled
Takin' notes on the Harvard course
And got me a bottle of seed
It was so hip to be negative
So square to try and leave
When the waters cleared, it was what we feared
we learned nothin' new
Back in '72
'72
'72
In '72, Back in '72
Blasphemy !
Bob Seger's Music dead ! Bite your tounge Man you can go to hell for less than that. Just Yesterday I was jaming down the road on the bike,with a few cold beers under My belt. Just trying to get the stereo as loud as the pipes.
Riding home into the Mountains, Cool breeze feeling good on My skin, Just wishing I was riding off to somewhere else. Just like the Song say's, I can go East or I can go West, It is all up to me to decide.
Live Free or Die trying.
" Peace "
Twelve hours out of MackiNAW city. Try it with the top down on the Mustang. Priceless.--Ken Calvert
Bantering.
Enough, I say, I have a 69 convertible in the garage. It runs well.
Who want's to wear those Gypsy leathers, heading out to ?
In Your Time--Bob Seger(frag)
Feel the wind
And set yourself the bolder course
Keep your heart
As open as a shrine
You'll sail the perfect line.
She gave me a false address. Took off with my American Express.--Bob Seger
Talkin' 'bout (heavy music)--Bob Seger
Points of her own. Sittin' way up high.--Bob Seger
Was a little to tall,could of used a few pounds. Don't forget the Way up firm and high part.
She was looking so right,
In her diamonds and frills.--Bob Seger
Man I hate Hollywood.
Most times you can't hear 'em talk
Other times you can
All the same old cliches,
"Is that a woman or a man?"
And you always seem outnumbered,
You don't dare make a stand.--Bob Seger
As the light fades from the screen
From the famous final scene.--Bob Seger
Strung out from the road,You can feel the Eyes upon you, and you just want to explode.
Ok this is your Federal tax dollars at work.
Use your government tax stimulus refund for extra benefits at KROGERS!!!--Mr. Whipple
8 Belles tested for steroids!!!--Eddie Arcaro
Get you tooti, frooti, ice-a-cream!!!--Chico Marx
AND DOWN THE STRETCH THEY COME!!!--Announcer
The mint juleps were bitter.--Michelle Brooks
Who the fuck is he?--Robin Williams
No, he's Chima and you're Changa!--Cheech and Chong
It's happy hour!!!!--Will Farrell
Ok, this one is for Michelle.
Divorce Myself,what a Novel idea, Let me see, would I do this job again ? No.
But I do hear the Bar I own in StCroix USVI calling me.
Chris, open me up, the locals want to see you sweat. Hey barkeep the friendly patron says give me one more drink, I have plenty of money on this card I think. And thats how we get The Blues before Sunrise,tears standing in My eyes.
Just keeping My dream alive.
I was a writer on Laugh In!!--Lorne Michaels
Hit it!!--Ellwood Blues
Hit it!!--Jake Blues
And the hits just keep on comin'!!--radios( sayingss(Short bus and Special.s)
Last one.
Got what I got the hard way, but I'LL make it better.
I'm in the divorce myself mood at the moment.
Charles, it is cheaper to keep her. If you are not having hallway sex yet your in good shape.
If you don't know what that is I'll explain on 5-7-08 !
Lions, Tigers and, Bob Seeger OH MY!
Sounds like the annual educator detox is kicking in eh? You and Charles both.
S'ok, if one could split away from their self...an interesting concept. What would one do, as a disincorporated soul? Drift aimlessly through the cosmos? Be in a locked down institution? (a place all anonymous posters belong)Sail along adrift on the sea of human thought?
Nah, better to stay the course as a whole human being. Best to take the entirety of you and steer the personal ship of state where you will it to go. As long as there is movement there is life and where there is life, there is no need for a dissolution of self, and the potential for new directions.
The other is the schizophrenic path.
And you Princess Dufus are not schizo yet, Psycho maybe, but not schizo.
I have just come to the conclusion that we all need to laugh now, more than anything else. More than love, more than anger, more than hate, more than rest. Laugh at the bullshit that troubles you and it will be less of a dark hole burden.
Laugh
mark
Amen, Walking Man. But I did have fun with Bob Seger.
Your right, laugh now and laugh always. It is good for the Soul.
Michelle,
We all have bouts of "wanting to start over." I went to a Lions football game with Donny and his family. I commented about his "Soldier of Love" concert tour the prior night, how the moms were waving Donny Osmond Dolls. He cringed at first, but we had a good laugh. I've been in Traverse City all week, pretending to be an educator that makes a difference, but let me tell you: I can't wait to get back home where I can be myself.
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