Wednesday, December 02, 2009

Hi there!

This is from my dearest Angela -- check it out and help her buddy out! Back at you later with more thoughts, addled as they may be.

A couple months ago, I was contacted by J Leggio of Briefcase Blues to write a jingle for a Safe Auto jingle contest. The request was simple: "please write a Safe Auto jingle in the style of the Blues Brothers." Well, here it is:

"Play it Safe" Safe Auto Jingle
Performed by Briefcase Blues

Music and Lyrics by Graham Richards

The voting continues through January 31st, 2010, and last year's winner had over 30,000 votes. Any help from friends and family would be greatly appreciated. MULTIPLE VOTES ARE ACCEPTABLE, anyone can vote repeatedly up to once per HOUR. If you have a moment to click on the link above and cast a vote, it takes a couple seconds, and there is no registration required. The winner nets a contract with Safe Auto.


jodi said...

Hey Sweets, check out the link. I could not get it to open! xx

chris said...

Me either M . How are you any way ?

Kraxpelax said...


I went downtown, saw Katie in the nude
on Common Avenue, detracted soltitude
as it were, like a dream-state rosely hued,
like no one else could see her; DAMN! I phewed;

was reciprokelly then, thank heaven, viewed,
bestowed unique hard-on! but NOT eschewed,
contrair-ee-lee, she took a somewhat rude
'n readidy attude of Sex Prelude; it BREWED!

And for a start, i hiccuped "Hi!", imbued
with Moooood! She toodledooed: "How queued
your awe-full specie-ally-tee, Sir Lewd,
to prove (alas!), to have me finely screwed,

and hopef'lly afterwards beloved, wooed,
alive, huh? Don't you even DO it, Duu-uuude!"

My English Poetry Blog

N'est-que pas que la solitude elle-mème eveille quelque attente fébrile? Voici l'entrée, vide, discrètetement illuminée comme une musée nocturne – la terasse, avec ses torchères ondoyantes par un soir d'Avent étrangement doux – laissant le vestibule et les murmures de voix – la chambre immaculée immaculée et la musique de danse derrière le mur – et le bar à cocktails mondains – le bassin où le nageur s'entrâine, longeur après longeur, il en n'a jamais assez, il doit y mettre de sien – enfin, tournant vers le haut au coin du sombre couloir vient la fille noire et pâle, altière, déterminée et de style épuré, ainsi qu'un moderne avion de chasse suédois.



Exit time. Las chicas dejan el espejo de bar
dormindose en sus corazónes de alta traícion.
El Señor no levanta. Él pastorea a sus pies
los presuntos compradores. Y nos bendice.

My spanish poetry blog


Consider Sex and time, procreation, reincarnation. Trigonometry! I envisage the time axis as the repetitive tangens function. Do you see what I mean? What can be tentatively derived from this notion? Clue: orgasm AND birth pangs at tan 0.

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Anonymous said...


the walking man said... this the right URL? I think it is because they have the links to vote. It is currently ranked #8.

the walking man said...

Krapalex...kinda full of yourself eh? Jaysus maybe it is better in Dutch but I haven't seen meter stretches like yours since primer school.

Anonymous said...

Where's the picture?

You mean you did a blog post without a picture?

I want a picture!