What we do when bored in late April

http://neic.usgs.gov/neis/bulletin/

Yes...this is the ticker that is known on www.hurricanecity.com as the Quake Ticker.

Some of us do http://www.drudgereport.com/quake.htm depending on our political or musical persuasion.

Well...got to do something when bored and there aren't any hurricanes to chase around the Tropical Atlantic.

Personally, I'm focusing on a possible field trip somewhere that would be really exciting but I don't know if it's gonna work out.

Time Will Tell...

Til then...it's been unusually quiet the last few days.... keep watching :)

Bobbi
Smiling in Miami and NOT Afraid of the Winnebago Man lol

Ain't No Canes Roaming Round My Brains Today

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone.. my daughter was singing that tune the other day, out of nowhere... I don't like that sunshine song.

Doing okay.. Could be better with a Cane to focus on but think El Nino is lurking on the West Coast even though the meteorological media doesn't want to discuss this factor yet. I wonder what Mr. Landsea would say on this development or would he just say it's long term factors involved and Best Wishes and Have a Good Day??

Okay... so... feeling tremendously, playfully poetic today, go figure.

Note: There poems are publilshed and copyrighted by Bobbi Schwartz and if anyone steals them for their school paper teachers are known to google phrases to see where you lifted them and there is currently only one Producer/Slash/Director Friend who has permission to use my words and smiling...they are off for Passover this week. Shhhh, keep it down low. And, well... it's so funny how writers think, even when they don't realize they are doing it...they are plagerizing their friends and acquaintances :)

Poems for the day...instead of Songs..by Bobbi

My mind races down the avenues of my brain
Traveling fast on a runaway train
Through passages hidden
and tunnels dark
into the sunlight
and back towards the dark
Miles I've traveled
To places I've been
Things that I'd like to see
Again and again
*************
musical melodies
and melodious whispers
of dixieland jazz
and opium splendor
a haunting gospel ballad
a racy reggae tune
a calypso cathedral
and a trip to the moon
Jimmy Buffett is playing
Willie Nelson sings along
There are no words to this poem
Only music.. dance and song

Song for a Dead Friend

So...where do we go from here? This isn't where we intended to be.... no not the song from Evita but it would do as well.

Where do we go when we die? Up to the spirit in the sky... no wrong song.

Billy Jack. I saw Billy Jack with Ellison... and some surfer movie, always think of him and Indians and that song about Tin soldiers gone to .... go ahead and hate your neighbor ...go ahead and cheat a friend...do it in the name of heaven you can justify it in the end... no wrong song

Even the Carpenters LP was his song... that too was stolen away

Go figure

So...all day this song stuck in my head because I'm not sure who the joke is on or if anyone is laughing...though we will laugh again because thats the way of the world.... oh noooooo ed song from some band I don't want to remember...chicago, earth wind and fire... etc...

Old friends...sat on their park bench like book ends... I want Sharon :(

Rambling here... allowed to on the day when your old friend is buried and there is nothing you can think to do to commemorate the occaision other than maybe to break up with your boyfriend but no... didn't really do that and he doesn't know that. Maybe I should go somewhere... where on Passover with a house full of kids who are clueless that their mother is hurting in side and like most kids don't care.."is there anything left to eat" after the trip to Key West, Sawgrass or the Heat Game. God bless the children... glad they are grown up and glad they are having fun and ...

I can't sleep.

Fires burning in the Glades. If I take any more asthma medication I will be awake til sunrise.

So... here is the song. For Jay if no one else because Jay will understand.
Who was the joke on??? All of us? Some of us?
Maybe the whole world is a joke... carousels swirling to a gay dancing tune
and a masquerade ball for ...

..................song.............................
Song: I Started a Joke Lyrics




I started a joke. Which started the whole world crying.
But I didn't see that the joke was on me.
Oh, no, I started to cry. Which started the whole world laughing.
Oh, if I'd only seen that the joke was on me.

I looked at the skies. Running my hands over my eyes.
And I fell out of bed. Hurting my heads from things that I said.

Till I finally died. Which started the whole world living.
Oh, if I'd only seen that the joke was on me.

I looked at the skies. Running my hands over my eyes.
And I fell out of bed. Hurting my head from things that I said.

Till I finally died. Which started the whole world living.
Oh, if I'd only seen that the joke was on me.

Oh, no, that the joke was on me. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Friends and Passover and Waiting for the Season

Friends... Passover and Family and waiting for the season.

Found out an old friend died today from a new friend. Wasn't happy to hear from him or anyone but either way... that's what life is about I suppose full of things you can't figure out why or what the reason is for things that happen.

Sharon was always convinced that friend was dead. Years back when you look up friends she was always "I think he's dead" and used to yell at her. She just always had this feeling..and I was always wondering why she would say that. Wierd girl, crazy best friend.. miss her so much thought all day on if I could really move to Maine...or well...New England. I'm such a southerner..

So.. don't know how or why he died though he had been very ill for a long time and on a lot of medication. And..was always prone to depression and that can't imagine his life was easy but still... very sad. Even though I didn't know him these last many years... old friend. Spoke online but even that seemed so strange.. unreal and online talking is strange. I mean who are you talking to???

Will pray for his soul, will pray for mine... my other friends... pray to understand or not even try to understand what the heck it was all about.

What is it out Alfie? Great song..

Maybe was the beginning of the end as he was the beginning of a cycle that went on and on in a never ending drama.. and now he is gone. Or is he? Probably.

Maybe Sharon was right.. maybe he was dead. He refused to go by the name we used to call him... maybe he should have kept it. Karma in a name.. sometimes.

Anyway...

Passover.. a house full of grown kids and familar sounding smells and I'm too tired to think on it.. my mind is far away.. on a houseboat, rocking gently in Florida Bay, clouds off in the gulfstream... jimmy buffett tune playing and someone's arms wrapped around mine.. my body, holding me while the wind whistles a Jimmy Buffett tune... while waiting for the Hurricane Season..


Ain't no reasoning with hurricane season.. with life or love or tragedy or mysteries that make no sense... and are lost in the windmills of time...

In the Windmills of Our Minds...

I'm lost in a fantasy with someone special and the gentle rocking of the houseboat.

Love Bobbi
Happy Passover
May you always be remembered in life well.. or at least with a smile..

Hurricane Season is coming... don't need no reason.. just happens.

ps.. GREAT WEATHER QUOTE.. sailing quote

Found this today on a Key West Blog.. someone sent me.. love it..

We cannot direct the wind, but we can adjust the sails


from http://floridakeystreasures.com/blogs/
a blog with a nice news round up of whats new in Key West..

great line...

We cannot direct the wind.. but we can adjust the sails.

I should remember that.. strike that, reverse it.. just remember the damn quote

"we cannot direct the wind, but we can adjust the sails"

going off...
should walk down Truman Avenue and go light a candle in the grotto and pray for a season to move on with the perfect someone

hate him.. really hate hearing lines in my mind
and I should go find a lawyer friend and an accountant friend lol

and should go to Maine to talk to my Sharon friend..
can't make Passover without Sharon.. seems so strange

hahaha and you thought this was about YOU (giggling alot)
no it is... it is..

All about eve
giggling

you can adjust the sails but to a writer.. the direction so often is one that was written about before and all those lines in your head

plan decide and act
should yeah yeah send the oklahoma story to steven and let him finish it with my proposed ending and get that oklahoma dust out of my brain

hurricane season is coming
redsox are winning
God Bless America

Pre-Sunrise Thoughts

Sunrise thoughts when you can't sleep and don't want to wake up and face the day either. When the birds start singing yet the sun isn't up in the sky yet.

Can't sleep. Too much to think on that needs to be done this week and too much to do today.

And, all I can do is stare. Not stare excitedly mind you but just sort of blankly and think how the medicine will kick in around sunrise and I'll be too tired to do anything. Allergy, sinus.. asthma (a drop) ..waiting for the sun to show its light in the eastern sky.

Everyone is interested in THE WAVE. The 70 ft wave. People keep mentioning it to me. A few of my kids read the story. Catches your interest. I mean people don't realize that can happen I suppose. I do but most don't.

The new pope is being chosen. No one seems to care. Did you notice that? Sort of too much to deal with on top of the old one dying. Either you cared deeply about the old one or thought it was silly but either way it's too much papal news sort of.. and really can you just switch gears in life so fast and suddenly go from mourning to election mode? Come on.. is it all about power or what about emotions.

How much are emotions worth in this world?

I think that questions weighs heaviest on my very analytical but emotional mind these days.

Emotions/Love vs Caring and friendship vs power and $$$

It's all some big triangle fighting for supremacy yet it goes round and round like a cat chasing his tail.. or a dog .. wolves and bears chase others, right? Or do bears just forage for food and people get in the way? What do wolves do? They are beautiful in their way. No not coyotes.. wolves.

Anyway... I guess it depends on who you are...

People who are emotional and love make their choices on that and they follow their heart.

Caring and friendship usually covers those afraid to take a chance on the first because they may lose "friendship and caring" so they stay in the easy zone.. hang on to friendship and caring. Ever see two friends who like eachother caught in the mating process afraid to move on? It's hard to watch, you wince a lot and wonder if he or she will ever make that move and then you sort of figure its okay because do you really want your daughter involved and you figure.. no no... just easier not to watch, where theres life theres hope and he's still hanging in there trailing her around. Kids.. they remind you of who you used to be and keep you young. And, sometimes you never grow old because you keep relieving the past with others.

Power and $$$. They only really need power and money and no matter what they tell you, promise you or insist.. they will always go for the gold, the brass ring, the $$$ and leave you adrift waiting until they have time (time = $$$) to play with you. Not a good combination. Lately I attract the power and $$$ types. I wonder where all the party types went? Did my ascendant progress into the power zone? I'm not into power and $$$ so why am I attracting those types who put all their decisions on a bottom line level and keep moving me down their list daily, keeping me there but moving me down the list til they have time (time = $$$) until they can get around to be "someday" and yet because they are into Power don't want to let me go.

How did I get here?

This keeps me awake at night more than where I can going to rent a fridge for a week or how I will get through the next 2 weeks hearing my older kids complain about my younger kids (they have it so much easier) or my younger kids looking at my older kids like they didn't ask for a new set of parents.. "back off" and everyone looking at the youngest girl who grew breasts and wears make up while they were all gone and I am held captive by noise and commotion which I can't stand and going to go off to a place where there is usually peace and quiet and escape if I need.

Noise and commotion. Lots of love but oh what commotion. The neighbors are not going to be happy.. all the birds want to come home to the roost this year for Passover.

And, if you can't have #1 and don't give a damn about #2 can you just "love the one youre with" as the song goes? Nice song, someone round here sent it to me early on and didn't like it. Not the song, well no I always hated the song. Good sound, good beat but the message is shitty, outright shitty. I don't want to be with someone who can just love the one you're with when your heart is somewhere else and yet I am surrounded by number 3s and they do it all the time and I suppose I do too which means I don't like myself very much deep down which is probably why I am up in the middle of the night waiting the early morning hours for the sun to come up.. and dawns first light.

I'm a number one person.. I usually follow my heart. As someone real wise once said, "you wear your heart on your sleeve, don't you" which is true but I think they might have been referring to the smile in my eyes or the heart around my neck wondering if I really could belong to such a #3. Maybe they meant my eyes, but the heart hangs there often. But, I wear the heart out of love not because its worth any fortune.

Course I would wear a Red Sox Heart if I had one !!! What a joke, what a line from a play that I can't remember and is going to bug me all day. Writers and Actors and lines from a play. Maybe My Fair Lady.. some Henry Higgins Line before he sings a song. I want to say Grown Accustomed to Her Face but I'd have to check the script. Think he says "what a fool I've been" or something like that .. just sicks in my mind. Not because I have been a fool... what a joke.. They created her (that stupid play, stupid song that I spoke about too much and is now that stupid commercial lol... does everything in life go back to jr high lol)..

They created her.. Henry Higgins and yet he didn't want to change his life (money and power) so he decided he could damn well do without her and yet she could just marry Freddy whats his name and have a nice life with Freddie but she loved Henry Higgins who didn't really love anything but himself and his abilities. Yes, I can hear Burns here somewhere complaining I don't get it.. something about peanut butter cookies and Hazel and how much Clark loved Lois but he's not a number #1 he's a number 3 though in his case he wants to save the world (power) which is of course why we are in this mess because you don't fool around with Superman its STUPID.

so... I found the song lyrics... and I never liked My Fair Lady that much, think remakes are usually better. My daughter Shay LOVES My Fair Lady..

It's a stupid story about two stupid men who would rather shoot the breeze with eachother and pat eachother on the back telling eachother how wonderful they are then live a life with a beautiful, hot blooded, smart woman who cares about both of them though to be honest she loves Clark a little more than Perry and you know what I mean..

But..what do you do with Pandora when she wants out of the box?
You just tell her to love the one she's with?
You tell her to hold on til someday when all the wrongs of the world are righted?
You tell her to hold out for a Cat Five?? lol

Sun is up.. clouds building again in the eastern morning sky like its September but it feels like a cool Long Beach morning. No... truth is you didn't do shit in Long Beach, you didn't do shit in L.A. You care, they care.. we all care..

We'll all be dead and no one will care ...they'll just think it was a funny movie but what they won't undersatnd is that the movie ended good because everyone loves a happy ending except in real life Henry Higgins was too stupid to understand that the happy ending was in bed with Liza not having someone bring him his slippers.. any idiot can do that... even Liza could bring him the slippers and go to bed with him.

Poor Henry.. he just doesn't get it.

And, yes I know who sings "Whose Henry the Eighth I am" lol giggling.. thats the problem. I'm still laughing when I should be throwing the damn slippers or marrying Freddy. Giggling but truth is..the day will come and the day is coming damn fast.. the sun is rising, there's color in the sky and poor Henry is going to sitting around with Colonel Pickering Dead and Gone and a pair of old ratty slippers and Liza won't be with Freddy or Henry.. she will somewhere.. loving the one that she is with..

I found the song. Another brownie point for the cute librarian.

Eliza (singing):

What a fool I was, what a dominated fool,

to think you were the earth and the sky,

What a fool I was, What an addle-pated fool,

What a mutton-headed dolt was I!

No, my reverberating friend,

you are not the beginning and the end.

Professor Higging (speaking):
You impudent hussy, there's not an idea in your head or a word in your mouth that I haven't put there.


Eliza (singing):

There'll be spring every year without you. England still will be here without you.

There'll be fruit on the tree.

And a shore by the sea.

There'll be crumpets and tea without you.

Art and music will thrive without you. Somehow Keats will survive without you.

And there still will be rain on that plain down in Spain,

even that will remain without you.

I can do without you.

You, dear friend, who taught so well,

You can go to Hartford, Hereford and Hampshire.

They can still rule the land without you.

Windsor Castle will stand without you.

And without much ado we can all muddle through without you.

Professor Higging: You brazen hussy,

Eliza (singing):

Without you're pulling it, the tide comes in,

Without your twirling it the Earth can spin,



Without your pushing them, the clouds roll by,

If they can do without you, ducky, so can I

I shall not feel alone without you

I can stand on my own without you

So go back in your shell

I can do bloody well

Without...

Professor Higging (singing) interupts:

By George, I really did it,

I did it, I did it,

I said I'd make a woman and indeed I did,

I knew that I could do it,

I knew it, I knew it,

I said I'd make a woman and succeed I did!

(speaking)

Eliza you are wonderful

Windy Beautiful Day in Miami Today.. beautiful..

Gorgeous, unreal beautiful.

Had the nicest day.. can we go for broke and ask for another nice day tomorrow?

Breezy, cool.. yes, I said COOL.. cool in the shade and a beautiful breeze, warm hot sun... but not too hot.

Was a girl shabbos... me, my older younger daughter and my youngest daughter had the house to ourselves. It's a big house, thank God and we had our own space and did our own things. Nice lunch.. house quiet. Relaxed in my room.. had a nice breakfast, nice lunch...fell asleep late in the day. Watched the clouds go by. Honest. Real exciting. Read some old posts I wrote on Hurricane City and realized how much I enjoy writing for an audience that understands me.. or a few. How just before all hell broke loose last season everyone was getting feisty, complaining (same thing every year) like NOTHING is ever going to happen EVER. Same thing, happens all the time. Looking back its funny.. busiest Florida season in ages (recorded memory?) and everyone was about to write off the season because a few ways wavered down in the caribbean following the same path and dying the same slow death.. lingering... and then kaput.. Yup, found old posts I printed and a few old cute IM conversations.

So..thank you Jim for keeping that site going (including the message board) if you get around to reading this again. And... yes.. I do cute things with words, so true. And, yes I am Red Sox fan.. proven forever on July 26, 2004 in the wee small hours of the morning lol. A shirt ... haha.. okay two shirts but yes... I deserved that after giving up so many hours of beauty sleep on those late inning games.

And... has this amazing thought this morning out walking near the canal. It was such a beautiful morning, canal was all glittery and breezy..

I have a double grand water trine in my chart. And, everything I have done in my life is good and so inline with who I am. And, I shouldn't complain. I am so good at helping create things... whether they be children that I have had or raised or programs that helped people in organizations I was in (and led) or writing or helping others to write.. to think.. to inspire. I mean... I love being a muse if that is what I am to some.. I like providing the smallest little inspiration that grows like a runaway train from a cute whimsical, playful, mischevous comment or even from some stupid little quarrel or sorrow or well.. I really am at my best when I am happy.. in love with the world or someone special and in a God Awful playful mood. Everything flows..like water, double water trine.. flowing like water over niagra falls. Anais Nin wrote about water and creativity and flowing somewhere in one of her carefully kept diaries. I'd have to sift through so many pages of emotional passionate writing but it would be there and she wrote that she loved everything that flowed.. water especially.. even the menstrual flow. Cracked up when I read that because.. I love my period. Going to actually miss it when it I stop getting it one day. Something so feminine about a period. Real... life.. cycles and hormones and starts..gets stronger... gets lighter.. flows like the wind, like the canal ... like life. So, really going to stop bitching about the Muse thing because truth is I enjoy doing that more than actually enjoy writing. Go figure. Who knew? Well, guess God knew that's why he stuffed all of that creativity inside me seeping out in odd strange ways from having all those children to coming up with all those good ideas that worked when I was being President of this or that.. or writing a poem or painting a picture with words or taking some incredible pictures in Key West (the best place of all for an artist to live ..short of Provence .. because... the town itself is a Muse for all those who live there and create..) and... for having silly conversations in the dark of the night which inspire even me.. to smile.

Funny when you connect with someone so ... perfectly. Laughing, giggling. Great word. Perfectly. Some mercurial bond that fuses electrical like charges into simple words and thoughts and creates sparks that explode later in delayed sort of firework displays on the written page or even in a dark of night fantasy.. and those thoughts keep exploding until somewhere, someone in a dark movie theatre starts laughing, hysterically and OH MY GOSH..their abs suddenly get pulled tighter because as I was told this week by the cute Indian guy (not native american.. the other kind) that laughter tightens the ABS. Go figure.. who knew lol. did Peter Sellers have great abs or did he just inspire others to laugh? Dick Van Dyke.. did HE have great ABS.. he was thin. Bet Mel didn't have great ABS.. always frowning and gritting his teeth. See Mary laughed... she was happy married to Dick Petrie and (that was his name right) and she laughed and danced, stayed in GREAT shape and .. see what I mean? Going to have this one out with Sharon.. maybe it's not a hernia.. maybe she doesn't laugh enough?

Train of thought thinking... chooo choo goes the train.. kaboom kaboom kaboom, whistle blows.. down the road.. through the tunnel.. (no, no oncoming trains.. smile.. ) out into the sunshine.. train tracks curve around the hill.. sunshine, blue skies.. in the distance is water... sunny day.. choo choo on down the track.

This is what you call.. train of thought prose.

So says the nightingale.

Hurricane season is coming. I can almost taste it.. wow..

Red Sox won tonight! They beat Tampa Bay! Somewhere I bet someone is smiling because I love the Red Sox. And, if not.. I am. Oh.. and Caleb.. here somewhere nodding because I put stupid maple syrup in my Green Mountain Coffee and "it was good" lol

So..til we get deeper into the season and start tracking storms I'm following along on the STATTRACKER on yahoo cause :( I don't live in New England and the Red Sox aren't on tv locally here so... this is as close as I get for now..

http://sports.yahoo.com/mlb/gamechannel?gid=250416102

lol, sure that will be a dead link by the time you click but you get the idea.

Love you Jay.. out there in cyberspace somewhere.. do you know I have one big massive file of letters from Jay? No.. not everything but lots of wierd thoughts that went beep in the night to big sister in emails.

And, oddly I have done my best writing not here but on Hurricane City where I feel so free to be me and wonder on that a bit and with my good friend... ummmm Steven who inspired even me to write some cute prose that blended so well in that story that even I couldn't figure out at the end what I wrote and what he wrote.

I am writer. I write. People read. It is published. And, I did make money this year writing which is a biggie.. really... tax form and all lol, impressive but well.. the best was on www.hurricanecity.com and yes... was a drop dead gorgeous cane.

love you all... especially jay out there somewhere who got free trips all around greece speaking and fancy hotel rooms where he could watch cnn and probably twc international and zone out like he does. Now Jay is a real author.. can find him on Amazon.. you can find me here and elsewhere if you know where

Peek a boo.. Bobbi

Weekly Round Up, Red Sox Win and Cool Sunshine in Miami

Okay...so I didn't write the last few days...and... don't really know why except I didn't. I don't have to... haha.

Truth is this is all the news that is fit to print.

Shuky came home from Israel. He is not cooking in the house, rolling around with his brothers wrestling on the front yard looking like any good old Jewish Southern Boy happy as hell to be home back in Sunny Florida and not bundled up in winter clothes though I know he had fun in Israel. Am sure... small bit of beer belly there, but am sure with the small amount of food I keep in the house and the cost of the Dennys Sampler going up... he'll be fine.

A new Victoria Secrets Catalogue came in the mail yesterday... so glad, Shabbos reading in my house.The girls just rip that thing apart bra by bra.. bikini by bikini, shoe by shoe..

Bought a new Jimmy Buffett CD but not real happy with it. I mean I like it but not in mood for fast and its mostly fast. Sure I'll get in mood. Hawaii CD. Then realized "my friend" makes good CDs for me and all his little starred songs are the best and pisses me off and makes me annoyed at him. Add it to the list. Long list, years and years of a list. No wonder he hides.

Son sent me 8th Day CD.. going to listen while making stuff after work today for Shabbos.

Realized what I like about someone yesterday and the benefits of being a very detail oriented, whats right is right and whats fair is fair and ...can be really good. And, he's cute lol.

Okay...what else? Round up time here..

Oh suddenly out of the boundless blue there is an Ojibway Indian on the Hurricane Board. Great Ceasars Ghost!! Well fine ..aint going to bug me.. if the ghost of Rob Reiner riding around in a used family Winnebago isnt going to do me in someone throwing some really wonderful man in my face isnt going to do it. Why would this bug me? Truth is.... what do I know? Maybe Rob does suffer from ED disease.. seems that would explain why all those little writers got nothing better to do than sit around dreaming up things to "annoy me" or going back to the source of course as Eddie says.."harass me" (his words) Harass me... still thinking on that one. Play with me maybe... wouldn't call it harasse and notice he did't deny stalking, just harassing... well I dont care. Let Robo see the world in a winnebago.. bet I could write that love story better than he could though truth is he needs to act again. Obviously starving to act again if it was all that important to get involved in such a farce. Or does he just miss the Shaq? Either way..I'm a hurricane person, girl and free to be me.. and I am. And, I am a Red Sox fan not a yankee/mets fan so we have nothing in common despite what Steven says.

And..........I'm sitting here in Hurricane Land.. watching Red Sox games with my best girlie friend Laurie and my son Zalmy and the fan was going for the ball and Sheffield got out of line..

I'm making chicken, orzo and baby carrots for Shabbos.. babaganush... maybe southern style potato salad and gefilte fish. Need a dessert.

I'm dreaming of standing in wild surf with a hurricane friend and just being happy, etc, etc

and yeah I could write a better old baby boom love story about that than he can but I don't want to, so there

rolling eyes

Misbehavin in Miami
Bobbi

FEVER PITCH SCORES HIGH

Well..with the Meyer Family anyway..and that is the family I have..

Think it was Perfect..really, really Perfect.

They did a good job. Bang up job. Home Run and a day in the ballpark.

Can't I be nice sometimes ;) who would have ever guessed you'd have heard or read me say something nice about a Farrelly Brother's movie. But, well was a team effort and... script was good, no complaints.. liked the end as it sounded real familar... like some voice in my head talking that I know.. guess its the voice of the red sox fan lol. Loved it. Not one complaint. I even cried and then laughed cause I cried.

I think I'm cured.. free at last. Feels good, feel like singing.

And...yes I stayed til the very end because I knew there would be something.. well you know I knew.. and oddly knew was going to be the Jonathan Richman song :)
I mean somethings just have to be.. don't they?

They ain't nothing if they ain't loyal.. or he is anyway. Not going there, suffice it say someone is one of the most loyal friends anyone could ever have.

Oh..............and Shayna... you know SHAY... Shay text messaged me from a movie theatre in Philly.. "it was awesome" so am sure you will be even more thrilled to know Shay liked it lol. And...so she should, shouldn't she ;)

Great day.. sunshine... Fenway Park opener? Can't imagine being there... can, can't... to me a good red sox game is at home with my kid (who they made into a walking breathing, fire dragon like red sox monster who is going to end up living in New England.. can see this coming so he can watch games all the time)and on walkie talkie mode to the idiot (kidding, not a idiot) ummmm fone, computer, blackberry, walkie talkie communicator.. figures in my life down the road a blackBERRY would take over. Very cool indeed.

And... truth is... its about the Red Sox and you cant just say a Yankee fan would understand or a Jet fan cause they wouldn't.. they scream and boo and leave stadiums half way through the game.. sorry been there at the Orange Bowl and JRS and whatever flavor of the month it is this month. They are the WORST Fin fans... unlike old Miami kids who are real Red Sox about their Dolphins.. like jay in greece, once a fin fan always a fin fan.

But.. like weather and hurricanes.. something that gets in you like a fever that you can't give up... that's universal. That's forever. An Always.

Now and Forever.. Bobbi

Sunday Morning.. watching the sunrise..

And, isn't it pretty?

Was pretty..it's up now.

Pondering life and it's many meanings.. or if it has a meaning.

Pondering the fact that I have reread my brother Jay's letter that he was home in Thessaloniki after a lecture trip on the road FOUR times and keep forgetting what it says. Where is my mind? Off somewhere.. maybe in dream land.. a house boat in Key West, rented watching the sunrise or a road trip somewhere or ... a hurricane swarming towards shore with foamy storm surge.. maybe a good Dolphin game I saw when I was a kid or a Red Sox win with Johnny Damon catching the last out and sealing the victory or.. listening to Dr. Clem talking international politics or... eating a cheeseburger in paradise with someone special at the real actual Margarittaville.

Going to make Vermont Pancakes for my son for breakfast and take him to see FEVER PITCH which looks good, got good reviews and can't wait to see (may take a hard shot of something before I go just in case anything annoys me) and.. SOMEONE ROUND HERE OWES ME A REDSOX CHARM BRACELET LOL. Just a joke.. I'm a big girl. I can spring for one myself if I want it all that bad. noooooo i get pancakes and real vermont maple syrup..

rolling eyes lol giggling

Here we are.. mid April... I should be doing taxes but do I make enough to obsess?

Jay is in Greece reading up on the draft and whatever else he told me in that letter that i couldnt read cause my mind was elsewhere (smiling) and.. I had sushi last night with my other brother Ronnie who does not know about this blog and his wife and... its a weekend..

in between seasons... waiting for hurricanes to happen in the strangest of places

waiting for jupiter to go into scorpio and giggling.. mars to allign with whatever it needs to and hoping comets dont hit the earth and wipe out lizards tho if they could wipe out the florida palmetto bug that would work not to mention those termites eating their way through old town in key west and.. waiting for the mangoes to get bigger and the poinciannas to bloom and waiting for the tropical waves to start waving and red sox winning and waiting

and enjoying a beautiful sunday morning sitting here in paradise, in this banana republic we call Miami

and wondering how i got to be someone's bank of bad habits lol

Jay.. going to reread the letter. I promise. Going to send you out ONE of the books I have here waiting to send you this week. Going to study up a bit on the football draft and go make pancakes but I am not going to drink the maple syrup no matter what even for a red sox bracelet. I have my limits :)

love Bobbi

Blue Skies, Sunshine.. Red Sox Win and Everythings Looking Good

What a difference a day can make.

Feeling so much better today.

Went home early in real pain. Got home in time to be attacked by my 10 year old son who was jumping up and down like he had won the friggin lotto or something .. something about we were winning and it was the top of the 9th and ..well you get the idea. THE GAME was on ESPN. Zalmy.. zoom zoom zalmy was zooming about the room happier than .. well we won't say who but he was happy. I went in my room where he was already set up on my bed, tv blasting. There he was Johnny Damon looking so cute with the greatest hair and smile in the world catching a pop fly.

Something about someone had heart pains (he was spelling the name of the player) and someone else went out and I smiled, giggled.. and then thought "I"m going to kill them." Okay, so it's a little bit my fault also. But, I didn't mean to create such a monster.

Lied down on my bed and cuddled with Zalmy while he raced on and on about the game's highlights and 1 out, 2 outs...3 outs. Big smile from Bobbi who was greener than the color of a Green Bay jersey after it had been shoved around in the dirt on a fall afternoon.

Was it the broccoli in cheese sauce that made me sick or did I have the flu?
Did I CARE??? The Red Sox had managed to win yesterday, the perfect day to win. No way they'd lose yesterday. It was a good sign. And, God looked down and said "it was good."

And, then I fell asleep. Woke up around 7:15 and screamed at the kids to wake up (thinking they were late for school) ..they came in to explain it was 7:15PM.

"Oh."

Went back to bed. Shuky called to tell me his little butt was back in the good old U.S.A. after his recent sojurn in Israel. Sorry Yaffah but when you are a mother you will understand ... there are just some things you'd rather NOT worry on. Getting drunk, pregnant, sexually transmitted diseases and run over by a reindeer on the way to Grandma's house on Chrismtmas Eve is something everyone has to deal with.. terrorism on the French Hill Bus or being blown to bits while they are out partying on Ben Yehuda Street is one I'd rather not deal with.. love you, love to come visit you SOMEDAY (grin) but hey you come visit me.. I'm stuck here in Miami for now.

Eventually.. I fell back to sleep. Talked online to friends. Talked on the phone to my boyfriend or whatever we call him. Decided I was going to go to sleep... and feel better. But, I didn't. I did.. woke up at 4am with a helicopter trying to land on my roof and shooting search lights into my bedroom...

And, I woke up this morning and it was good. I decided I'd make it. Go to work. Live, love ....try to be happy lol.

Anyway...............the point is.. what is the point, let me look at the title?

Red Sox won their first game of the season. I promised the kid to take him to the movie.. someone owes me here BIG TIME. Think necklace... bracelet..necklace, pretty please lol.

And... sunshine, blue skies... what a day to take a walk in the park.

Oh...........lastly to that nice caller on the reference desk who was trying to find Peter Pistoni in Cooper City... lots of luck! That address really is wrong and yes even though I knew what Pistoni was.. I did look it up in the Italian to English translator.. sort of redundant if you ask me ;)

But, thank you for making me giggle and adding to the morning's statistics.

giggling, peter pistoni.. rich, really rich

happy happy to you too!

home run!
bobbi

Baby's not feeling so good.. taking a break from blogging

Maybe I blogged too much yesterday. Then again.. I didn't really SAY much.. just did lyrics. Then again..the lyrics say a lot.

Had some yucky dinner last night, some broccoli and cheese sauce that made me feel like I was going to barf. I thought it was a switching sort of pmsing mood but guess it wasn't.

Anyway.. managed to stay at work so far. On a short break. Trying to hang in there.

Taking mental walks up and down Key West. Truman... lingering in front of the Deli Restaurant and yet not quite feeling right to go inside and order anything. Just wandering up and down Simonton and working my way over to the library. Now if I am working here in a library why would I go to the library there? Find a hotel room with a partial view and stare out at the water and hope to see some waterspout form.

Saw they are getting rain (or its hiding nearby) on the radar.

Rain in Key West is the best.

Going to go rest. Getting through the day hour by hour, minute by minute.

Bobbi

Baby's Gone Shopping

:) Victoria Secrets and THE GAP lol, sometimes you just got to...

BABY'S GONE SHOPPING Jimmy Buffett
Baby's gone shoppin' she's lookin' around
She's checkin' out the boys and the clothes about town
Pick up this drop off that
Stares at her pictures from the Fotomat
Oh she likes what she sees
But she's afraid of what she needs

She should be here with me
She should be here with me

But I don't make it easy, I'm no day at the beach
Just an old road dog gettin' harder to teach
Hang on this planet, hang on each twirl
Scatter my belongings all over this world
I get more wrapped up each day,
she's lookin' further away
She should be here with me
She should be here with me

Instrumental

Not much good at conversation
I don't want a proclamation
I just think that we could use
A little face to face communication

Now I've been thinkin' thinkin' this through
Time to stop all this selfishness,
both me and you
I'll stop from here, you stop from thee
We'll meet somewhere in the middle
darlin' I don't care
I don't want no more heartaches,
It's time to slam on the brakes
She should be here with me

Baby's gone shoppin'
No more bar hoppin'
I don't know but I been told
That city livin' gets awfully cold

Looking for..........a smart man who wants a smart woman in a real short skirt

okay..good mood... go for broke and 3 times the charm...isnt that what they?
I want a man who isnt afraid to want a smart woman in a real short skirt ;)

bobbi.. have a good day :)

SMART WOMAN (IN A REAL SHORT SKIRT) Jimmy Buffett and Marshall Chapman
Bimbo limbo is where I've been
I know you know that it's wearing me thin
The times are changin' and it's about time
I'm rearranging all the guilt in my mind

Chorus
I'm looking for a smart woman
in a real short skirt
Smart woman who knows how to flirt
Smart woman got a mind of her own
Smart woman that'll take me homw
Take me home

I'm not your macho kind of guy
But I can be so when I'm feeling shy
Hey baby where'd you get your good looks
Ooh babe I want to carry your books

Chorus
I'm looking for a smart woman
in a real short skirt
Smart woman show knows how to flirt
Smart woman got a mind of her own
Smart woman that'll take me home
Take me home

Beauty and brains (beauty and brains)
Best of both worlds (best of both worlds)
Think I can change
If you'll be my be my be my girl

Chorus
I'm looking for a smart woman
in a real short skirt
Smart woman sho knows how to flirt
Smart woman got a mind of her own
Smart woman that'll take me home
Take me home

Jimmy Buffett Tuesday :)

Oh WOW... been a Jimmy Buffett morning, favorite CD.. warm sunshine, cool breeze and oh wow... a double post, double dip Tuesday..

find my favorite song... go for it ;)


Barometer Soup Jimmy Buffett, Russ Kunkel, Jay Oliver, Roger Guth, and Peter Mayer
Chorus
FOLLOW IN MY WAKE, YOU'VE NOT THAT MUCH AT STAKE
FOR I HAVE PLOWED THE SEAS, AND SMOOTHED THE TROUBLED WATERS
COME ALONG LET'S HAVE SOME FUN, THE HARD WORK HAS BEEN DONE
WE'LL BARREL ROLL INTO THE SUN, JUST FOR STARTERS

Verse
JUST FOR STARTERS, BAROMETER IS MY SOUP
I'M DESCENDED FROM A DECK HAND ON A SLOOP
I TRAVEL ON THE SONG LINES THAT ONLY DREAMERS SEE
NOT KNOWN FOR PREDICTABILITY

Chorus
COME AND FOLLOW IN OUR WAKE, YOU'VE NOT THAT MUCH AT STAKE
FOR WE HAVE PLOWED THE SEAS, AND SMOOTHED THE TROUBLED WATERS
COME ALONG LET'S HAVE SOME FUN, SEEMS OUR WORK IS DONE
WE'LL BARREL ROLL INTO THE SUN, JUST FOR STARTERS

Verse
SAIL THE MAIN COURSE, SAIL IT IN A SIMPLE STURDY CRAFT
KEEP HER WELL STOCKED WITH SHORT STORIES AND LONG LAUGHS
GO FAST ENOUGH TO GET THERE, BUT SLOW ENOUGH TO SEE
MODERATION SEEMS TO BE THE KEY

Bridge
CONSTANTLY SEARCHING
OH MY EYES HAVE SEEN SOME HORIZONS
AND I'VE CROSSED THE OCEANS
FOR MORE THAN JUST THRILLS
NO I'M NOT THE FIRST
WON'T BE THE LAST
YOU LUST FOR THE FUTURE
BUT TREASURE THE PAST

Chorus
FOLLOW IN MY WAKE, YOU'VE NOT THAT MUCH AT STAKE
FOR I HAVE PLOWED THE SEAS, AND SMOOTHED THE TROUBLED WATERS
COME ALONG LET'S HAVE SOME FUN, THE HARD WORK HAS BEEN DONE
WE'LL BARREL ROLL INTO THE SUN, JUST FOR STARTERS
WE'LL BARREL ROLL INTO THE SUN, JUST FOR STARTERS
WE'LL BARREL ROLL INTO THE SUN, JUST FOR STARTERS

Barefoot Children In The Rain Jimmy Buffett, Russ Kunkel, Jay Oliver, Roger Guth, and Peter Mayer
SCRATCH MY BACK WITH A LIGHTNING BOLT
THUNDER ROLLS LIKE A BASS DRUM NOTE
THE SOUND OF THE WEATHER IS HEAVEN'S RAG TIME BAND

WE ALL FELL DOWN FORM THE MILKY WAY
HANGING' ROUND HERE 'TILL JUDGMENT DAY
HEAVEN ONLY KNOWS WHO'S IN COMMAND

Chorus
BAREFOOT CHILDREN IN THE RAIN
GOT NO NEED TO EXPLAIN
WE'D BE SWINGING ON A BALL AND CHAIN
IT'S ALWAYS UNDERSTOOD BY THOSE WHO PLAY THE GAME
BAREFOOT CHILDREN IN THE RAIN

SHOW ME YOURS AND I'LL SHOW YOU MINE
TAKE ME BACK TO DAYS FULL WITH MONKEY SHINE'S
BOUNCING ON A BUBBLE FULL OF TROUBLE IN THE SUMMER SUN

KEEP YOUR RAFT FROM THE RIVERBOAT
FICTION OVER FACT ALWAYS HAS MY VOTE
AND WRINKLES ONLY GO WHERE THE SMILES HAVE BEEN

Chorus
BAREFOOT CHILDREN IN THE RAIN
GOT NO NEED TO EXPLAIN
WE'D BE SWINGING ON A BALL AND CHAIN
IT'S ALWAYS UNDERSTOOD BY THOSE WHO PLAY THE GAME
BAREFOOT CHILDREN IN THE RAIN
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA
BAREFOOT CHILDREN IN THE RAIN

SCRATCH MY BACK WITH A LIGHTNING BOLT
THUNDER ROLLS LIKE A BASS DRUM NOTE
THE SOUND OF THE WEATHER IS HEAVEN'S RAG TIME BAND

THE SKY TURNS BLUE AND THE SUN APPEARS
BUT THE QUESTION'S STILL "WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE?"
I DON'T THINK THE ANSWER'S CLOSE AT HAND

Chorus
BAREFOOT CHILDREN IN THE RAIN
GOT NO NEED TO EXPLAIN
WE'D BE SWINGING ON A BALL AND CHAIN
IT'S ALWAYS UNDERSTOOD BY THOSE WHO PLAY THE GAME
BAREFOOT CHILDREN IN THE RAIN
IN THE RAIN
IN THE RAIN

Bank Of Bad Habits Jimmy Buffett, Russ Kunkel, Jay Oliver, Roger Guth, and Peter Mayer
THE RUMORS AND THE STORIES OF MY PAST I CAN'T DENY
I'M NO ST. IGNATIUS BUT AGAIN I'M NO BAR FLY
THE WRONG THING IS THE RIGHT THING UNTIL YOU LOSE CONTROL
I GOT THIS BANK OF BAD HABITS IN A CORNER OF MY SOUL

Chorus
BANK OF BAD HABITS
THE PRICE OF VICE FORETOLD
ONE BY ONE THEY'LL DO YOU IN
THEY'RE BOUND TO TAKE THEIR TOLL

THE WRONG THING IS THE RIGHT THING
UNTIL YOU LOSE CONTROL
I GOT THIS BANK OF BAD HABITS
IN A CORNER OF MY SOUL

Verse 2
LAST NIGHT I SAID GOOD BYE TO A DEAR OLD FRIEND OF MINE
JUST A THROWBACK SHELL BEACH PARTY NOTHING REALLY ASININE
RUM AND COOKED ANIMALS AND BULLSHIT BY THE TON
THAT PARTY LASTED WAY TOO LONG AND I HAD TOO MUCH FUN

Chorus
BANK OF BAD HABITS
THE PRICE OF VICE FORETOLD
ONE BY ONE THEY'LL DO YOU IN
THEY'RE BOUND TO TAKE THEIR TOLL

THE WRONG THING IS THE RIGHT THING
UNTIL YOU LOSE CONTROL
I GOT THIS BANK OF BAD HABITS
IN A CORNER OF MY SOUL
THAT BANK OF BAD HABITS
IT'S WORTH IT'S WEIGHT IN GOLD

Bridge
TIME FOR YOU TO SPEND THAT DOUGH
YOUR THE ONLY ONE YOU OWE
SO PUT AWAY THOSE ALIBIS
YOU CAN'T FOOL THAT BANKER IN THE SKY

NOW LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS
One
PRIDE-THOU SHALT NOT HAVE PRIDE IN THY NEIGHBOR
Two
COVETING-THOU SHALT NOT COVET THY NEIGHBOR'S WIFE
Three
LUST-THOU SHALT NOT LUST AFTER HIS NEIGHBOR'S WIFE
Four

ANGER-DO NOT BE ANGRY WITH YOUR NEIGHBOR'S WIFE
Five
GLUTTONY-DO NOT EAT THY NEIGHBOR'S WIFE'S POPCORN
Six
ENVY-DO NOT ENVY YOUR NEIGHBOR'S WIFE
Seven
SLOTH-DO NOT BE A SLOB
AND THE Eighth DEADLY SIN IS
PIZZA

Verse
A PICTURE'S WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS JUST ASK A CAMERA MAN
AND IT'S NO SIN TO STOP AND LOOK I DO IT WHEN I CAN
BUT YOU HAVE TO PURGE THAT URGE TO MERGE
YOU HAVE TO KEEP YOUR HEAD
TROUBLE IS WHAT YOU WILL FIND INSIDE SOME STRANGER'S BED

Chorus
BANK OF BAD HABITS
THE PRICE OF VICE FORETOLD
ONE BY ONE THEY'LL DO YOU IN
THEY'RE BOUND TO TAKE THEIR TOLL

THE WRONG THING IS THE RIGHT THING
UNTIL YOU LOSE CONTROL
I GOT THIS BANK OF BAD HABITS
IT'S WORTH ITS WEIGHT IN GOLD
YEA WE'RE TALKIN
KRUGGERAND
DUBLOON
YOU KNOW I WAS WONDERING
DO YOU THINK THEY HAVE AN ATM
MACHINE FOR BAD HABITS?
I THINK I'LL APPLY FOR THAT CARD


Remittance Man Jimmy Buffett, Russ Kunkel, Jay Oliver, Roger Guth, and Peter Mayer
SINNER ON THE MAINLAND
HE'S A SINNER ON THE SEA
HE LOOKS FOR ABSOLUTION
NOT ACCOUNTABILITY

HOW MANY DESTINATIONS
OH GOD HE'S SEEN THEM ALL
HE COLLECTS HIS PRECIOUS PITTANCE
IN EVERY PORT OF CALL

Chorus
REMITTANCE MAN
BLACK SHEEP OF THE FAMILY CLAN
BROKE TOO MANY RULES ALONG THE WAY
REMITTANCE MAN
SO FAR AWAY FROM HOME
NO THEY'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND THE REMITTANCE MAN

Verse
A MAN OF EMPTY POCKETS
FROM JINGLING HIS CHANGE
THE IDLENESS AND GRIEVING
ARE ALL THAT HE RETAINS
BY THE HARBOR LIGHTS OF SIDNEY
OR THE BORA BORA MOON
HE RECITES HIS SAD CONFESSION
TO THE SEAGULLS AND THE LOONS

Chorus
REMITTANCE MAN
BLACK SHEEP OF THE FAMILY CLAN
BROKE TOO MANY RULES ALONG THE WAY
REMITTANCE MAN
SO FAR AWAY FROM HOME
NO THEY'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND THE REMITTANCE MAN

Bridge
YOU COULD CLAIM THAT YOU WERE BORN A PRINCE
BUT YOUR THE ONLY ONE YOU CAN CONVINCE
SURVIVOR WITH NO LIVELIHOOD, THAT YOU COULD EVER MAKE IT GOOD
BUT STILL YOU DREAM OF WHAT YOU CAN'T PRETEND

Verse
AN UNEXPECTED PASSENGER
BOARDED IN MARSEILLES
AN ANGEL FULL OF TENDERNESS
SHE GAVE HER HEART AWAY

SHE WAS BUT A GYPSY
HE WAS JUST A STRAY
THEY ALMOST MADE A MIRACLE
BUT IT SLOWLY SLIPPED AWAY

SO HE FOLLOWS THE EQUATOR
WITH A WISH TO RUN AGROUND
IT'S A VERY VICIOUS CIRCLE
GOING ROUND AND ROUND AND ROUND

NOW HE WATCHES FROM THE FANTAIL
AS THE MAINLAND DISAPPEARS
JUST LIKE THE FLYING DUTCH MAN
HE'S A PRISONER OF HIS FEARS

Chorus
REMITTANCE MAN
BLACK SHEEP OF THE FAMILY CLAN
BROKE TOO MANY RULES ALONG THE WAY
REMITTANCE MAN
SO FAR AWAY FROM HOME
NO THEY'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND
NO THEY'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND
NO THEY'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND

Diamond As Big As The Ritz Jimmy Buffett, Russ Kunkel, Jay Oliver, Roger Guth, and Peter Mayer
Verse
HIDDEN IN THE MOUNTAINS
UNDER THE EARTH AND STONE
A CUBIC MILE OF PERFECTION
A TREASURE NO ONE HAS KNOWN

ONE MAN CAME UPON THIS MOTHER LOAD
BUILT HIMSELF A THOUSAND ROOM CHATEAU

Verse
HE'S THE EMPEROR OF DIAMONDS
MASTER OF THE PRIZE
HE'S GOT A HOLD ON HAPPINESS
AND ALL THAT MONEY CAN BUY

EVERYDAY HE LIVES IN FASCINATION
THIS IS NOT AN EVERYDAY TEMPTATION

Chorus
IT WAS A DIAMOND AS BIG AS THE RITZ
WHAT YOU GONNA DO WITH THIS, TELL ME
WHO'S GONNA SAVE YOU WHEN YOUR A SLAVE TO
THE DIAMOND AS BIG AS THE RITZ

Verse
A BLESSING CAN BECOME A CURSE
IF YOU KEEP IT TO YOURSELF
YOUR OWN EXAGGERATION
IS NOT SO GOOD FOR YOUR HEALTH

IT'S THE PROPHECY OF THE UNATTAINABLE DREAM
IF YOU TAKE ONE LOOK BEHIND THE SHINE
IT DOESN'T ALWAYS GLEAM

EVERYDAY HE LIVES IN FASCINATION
THIS IS NOT AN EVERYDAY TEMPTATION

Chorus
IT WAY A DIAMOND AS BIG AS THE RITZ
WHAT YOU GONNA DO WITH THIS
WHO'S GONNA SAVE YOU WHEN YOUR A SLAVE TO
THE DIAMOND AS BIG AS THE RITZ

COAL UNDER PRESSURE
SPARKLE OF TREASURE
CRYSTALLINE MEASURE
ORNAMENTAL PLEASURE
IN THE CORNER OF YOUR EYE
MAKE A GROWN MAN CRY
ALL THE SEEDS YOU'VE SOWN

Verse
GREED CAN CRUMBLE CASTLE WALLS
GREED CAN PURCHASE YOU THRILLS
POWER IS A DANGEROUS THING
IT CAN MAIM IT CAN KILL

IT'S THE PROPHECY OF THE UNATTAINABLE DREAM
IF YOU TAKE ONE LOOK BEHIND THE SHINE
IT DOESN'T ALWAYS GLEAM

Chorus
IT WAS A DIAMOND AS BIG AS THE RITZ
WHAT YOU GONNA DO WITH THIS
WHO'S GONNA SAVE YOU WHEN YOUR A SLAVE TO
THE DIAMOND AS BIG AS THE RITZ

Chorus
IT WAS A DIAMOND AS BIG AS THE RITZ
WHAT YOU GONNA DO WITH THIS, TELL ME
WHO'S GONNA SAVE YOU WHEN YOU'RE A SLAVE TO
THE DIAMOND AS BIG AS THE RITZ

Blue Heaven Rendezvous Jimmy Buffett, Russ Kunkel, Jay Oliver, Roger Guth, and Peter Mayer
Verse
BLUE LIGHT GUITARS
AND TROPICAL BREEZE
HUMMINGBIRDS MIME THE WORDS
AS THEY DANCE IN THE TREES
IT'S A FLASHBACK KIND OF CROWD
IT'S A CABARET SOUND
THERE'S STILL SOME MAGIC LEFT
IN THIS TOURIST TOWN

Chorus
THOSE CRAZY DAYS AND CRAZY WAYS
WE NEVER WANT TO UN-DO
WE'LL BE TOGETHER NOW AND FOREVER
AT THE BLUE HEAVEN RENDEZVOUS

Verse
WE WERE WEIRD ROMAN CANDLES
BURNING BRIGHT AT BOTH ENDS
AT THE END OF THE ROAD
IS WHERE THIS STORY BEGINS
WHERE THE GREEN OF THE GULF
MEETS THE BLUE OF THE SEA
WHAT MAKES IT ALL HAPPEN
STILL A MYSTERY TO ME

Chorus
THOSE CRAZY DAYS AND CRAZY WAYS
WE NEVER WANT TO UN-DO
WE'LL BE TOGETHER NOW AND FOREVER
AT THE BLUE HEAVEN RENDEZVOUS

Bridge
IF THESE WALLS COULD TALK
I DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY'D SAY
THEY'VE SEEN SOME ACCIDENTAL MASQUERADES
BUT IT'S NO SURPRISE
DANCES TILL DAWN, HEROES LONG GONE
JUST LET THAT GUITAR PLAY

Chorus
THOSE CRAZY DAYS AND CRAZY WAYS
WE NEVER WANT TO UN-DO
WE'LL BE TOGETHER NOW AND FOREVER
AT THE BLUE HEAVEN RENDEZVOUS
WE'LL BE TOGETHER NOW AND FOREVER
AT THE BLUE BLUE HEAVEN RENDEZVOUS

Jimmy Dreams Jimmy Buffett
Verse
JIMMY DREAMS HE'S A CHILD TILL THE END
WHAT A JOY WHEN YOU ARE YOUR BEST FRIEND
THE WORLD'S SUCH A TOY
IF YOU'LL JUST STAY A BOY
YOU CAN SPIN IT AGAIN AND AGAIN

JIMMY FLIES WITH NO USE FOR DISGUISE
JUST ESCAPES USING MIRRORS AND CAPES
AND THE WORDS DO THE TRICK
THERE IS NO BIGGER KICK
THAN JUST RHYMING AGAIN AND AGAIN

Bridge
IT'S THE SOUND OF THE LOW TIDE,
THE SMELL OF THE RAIN
TRAVELIN' ALONE
ON MY BOAT AND MY PLANE
TAKE IT ALL IN IT'S AS BIG AS IT SEEMS
COUNT ALL YOUR BLESSINGS
REMEMBER YOUR DREAMS

Verse
JIMMY STARES TOWARD THE BRIGHT PLEIADES
IT'S SO STRANGE
WHAT HIS DISTANT EYE SEES
WHO KNOW WHY YOU START
RE-DISCOVERING YOUR HEART
BUT YOU DO IT AGAIN AND AGAIN

THE SOUND OF THE LOW TIDE,
THE SMELL OF THE RAIN
TRAVELIN' ALONE
ON MY BOAT AND MY PLANE
TAKE IT ALL IN IT'S AS BIG AS IT SEEMS
COUNT ALL YOUR BLESSINGS
REMEMBER YOUR DREAMS

Verse
JIMMY STARES TOWARD THE BRIGHT PLEIADES
IT'S SO STRANGE
WHAT HIS DISTANT EYE SEES
WHO KNOWS WHY YOU START
RE-DISCOVERING YOUR HEART
BUT YOU DO IT AGAIN AND AGAIN
THE WORLDS STILL A TOY
IF YOU JUST STAY A BOY
AND THAT'S WHY JIMMY DREAMS

Lage Nom Ai Jimmy Buffett, Russ Kunkel, Jay Oliver, Roger Guth, and Peter Mayer
Verse
NORDSTROM WAS A SIMPLE MAN
WHO HATCHED A NON-CONFORMIST PLAN TO SAVE HIS ASS
EVERY NIGHT HE DANCED ALONE
AND BLOTTED OUT THE MONOTONE THAT WAS HIS PAST
HE PACKS HIS BAG OF MYSTERIES
AND LEAVES THE LONELY MEMORIES WHERE THEY BELONG
THEY CAME AND WENT SO EASILY
THIS RISING TIDE IDENTITY, SINGS LIKE A SONG

Chorus
LAGE NOM AI-NOM AI
WHEN YOU KNOW THAT LIFE IS JUST A GAME
LAGE NOM AI-NOM AI
HE'S THE MAN WHO GAVE UP HIS OWN NAME

Verse
IN THE ROLL OF COSMIC DICE
YOU WIN ONE HEART AND LOSE IT TWICE, BEFORE YOU KNOW
LOVE IS FINE UNTIL YOU TASTE
THIS MELANCHOLY BOUILLABAISSE CALLED LETTING GO

Chorus
LAGE NOM AI-NOM AI
WHEN YOU KNOW THAT LIFE IS JUST A GAME
LAGE NOM AI-NOM AI
HE'S THE MAN WHO GAVE UP HIS OWN NAME

Verse
HE MOVED ON UP TO OLD BEAN TOWN
AND SUMMERED ON THE VINEYARD SOUND, TO PASS THE DAY
ISLAND HOPPING, CRAB CAY BOUND
TENDING BAR HE THINKS HE'S FOUND A BETTER WAY
NOW WERE BACK WHERE WE BELONG
WITHOUT A CLUE AND STILL WITHOUT A MASTER PLAN
INCIDENT OR ACCIDENT
IT ALL DEPENDS ON IF YOU'RE MEANT TO UNDERSTAND

Chorus
LAGE NOM AI-NOM AI
WHEN YOU KNOW THAT LIFE IS JUST A GAME
LAGE NOM AI-NOM AI
HE'S THE MAN WHO GAVE UP HIS OWN NAME
HE'S THE MAN WHO GAVE UP HIS OWN NAME

Don't Chu-Know Jimmy Buffett, Russ Kunkel, Jay Oliver, Roger Guth, and Peter Mayer
YOU CAN SPEND ALL YOUR DAYS IN THE GRIND
CONVERTING YOUR NICKLES TO DIMES
YOU COULD STUFF ALL YOUR POCKETS TILL THEY OVERFLOW
DON'T CHU KNOW DON'T CHU KNOW DON'T CHU KNOW

YOU CAN SAY YOU'RE TOO OLD TO BE YOUNG
YOU THINK YOU'RE TOO SMART TO BE DUMB
BUT THE WELL SEASONED PRO KNOWS HOW LONG HE CAN GO
DON'T YOU KNOW DON'T CHU KNOW DON'T CHU KNOW

YOU CAN SING EVERY SONG THAT'S BEEN SUNG
CONQUER THE MOON AND THE SUN
BUT IF YOU ASKED ME IT'S ALL BOTH BEEN SAID AND BEEN DONE

WE'RE JUST RECYCLED HISTORY MACHINES
CAVEMEN IN FADED BLUE JEANS
IT'S THE UNANSWERED QUESTION IN EACH ONE OF US
DON'T CHU KNOW DON'T CHU KNOW DON'T CHU KNOW

Bridge
THE MORE WE LEARN THE LESS WE KNOW
WHAT YOU KEEP IS WHAT YOU CAN'T LET GO
TAKE IT FAST OR TAKE IT SLOW
JUST ONE WAY FOR YOU TO GO
DON'T CHU KNOW - LET'S GO NOW

YOU CAN SING EVERY SONG THAT'S BEEN SUNG
CONQUER THE MOON AND THE SUN
BUT IF YOU ASKED ME IT'S NOT IN THE RACE THAT YOU RUN
IT'S THE OUTCAST IN EACH ONE OF US

WHO GETS THE GIRL WHO IS TOO GLAMOROUS
THERE'S NO ONE TO DECEIVE, IT'S JUST ALL MAKE BELIEVE
DON'T CHU KNOW DON'T CHU KNOW DON'T CHU KNOW
DON'T CHU KNOW DON'T CHU KNOW DON'T CHU KNOW
DON'T CHU KNOW DON'T CHU KNOW DON'T CHU KNOW

The Ballad Of Skip Wiley Jimmy Buffett, Russ Kunkel, Jay Oliver, Roger Guth, and Peter Mayer
HE'S A MAN ON A MISSION
WILD AS A RICOCHET
PICTURE IF YOU CAN
WHEN THE EVERGLADES RAN
FROM THE GULF COAST TO BISCAYNE BAY

HE'S GONNA GIVE IT BACK TO THE GATORS
LOCK THE TOURISTS UP IN THEME PARKS AND ZOOS
HE SAYS "JOIN ME FOR LUNCH AT THE REPTILES BRUNCH
WHERE THE BAROMETER SOUP IS YOU"

HE'S CRAZY AND DANGEROUS
BUT WHO ELSE CAN YOU TRUST
HE'S THE OUTLAW IN ALL OF US
THE ENVIRONMENTAL TERRORIST

Chorus
YOU CAN MESS WITH THE MOUSE IN ORLANDO
JILT A TOURIST IN ST. AUGUSTINE
YOU CAN SHOPLIFT ALL DAY AT BLOCKBUSTER
BUT YOU CAN'T STEAL THE ORANGE BOWL QUEEN
NO YOU CAN'T STEAL THE ORANGE BOWL QUEEN

Verse
THERE WERE CRIMES OF EPIC PROPORTIONS
ALL PART OF SKIP WILEY'S CRUSADE
TOURISTS WERE CACKIN' AND TOURISTS WERE PACKIN'
WHILE HE AND SKINK COOLED THEIR HEELS IN THE SHADE

THEN CAME THE CITRUS SENSATION
"WELCOME TO THE REVOLUTION" HE SAID
WITH A PIRATE'S PERSONA HE SNATCHED THE GRIDIRON MADONNA
AND THE BIG MOVERS CALLED FOR HIS HEAD

HE'S CRAZY AND DANGEROUS
BUT WHO ELSE CAN YOU TRUST
HE'S THE OUTLAW IN ALL OF US
THE ENVIRONMENTAL TERRORIST

Chorus
YOU CAN MESS WITH THE MOUSE IN ORLANDO
JILT A TOURIST IN ST. AUGUSTINE
YOU CAN RAG ON THE MIAMI DOLPHINS
BUT YOU CAN'T STEAL THE ORANGE BOWL QUEEN
NO YOU CAN'T STEAL THE ORANGE BOWL QUEEN
NO YOU CAN'T STEAL THE ORANGE BOWL QUEEN

WILL SKIP'S CAPER IT KIND OF BACKFIRED
AND GOT THE ORANGE JUICE BARONS RATHER UPSET
IN THE LIGHT OF BAD MOODS, THESE MANHUNTS ENSUED
BUT SKIP EASILY SLIPPED THROUGH THE NET

HE WAS LAST SEEN A TOP OF A MANGROVE
PERCHED LIKE A WOUNDED OSPREY
HE WAS NOT MEANT TO LAST, HE BELONGS TO THE PAST
AND I HOPE HE GETS THERE ONE DAY

HE'S CRAZY AND DANGEROUS
BUT WHO ELSE CAN YOU TRUST
HE'S THE OUTLAW IN ALL OF US
THE ENVIRONMENTAL TERRORIST

Chorus
YOU CAN MESS WITH THE MOUSE IN ORLANDO
JILT A TOURIST IN ST. AUGUSTINE
YOU CAN SHOPLIFT YOUR DAYS AT BLOCKBUSTER
BUT YOU CAN'T STEAL THE ORANGE BOWL QUEEN
NO YOU CAN'T STEAL THE ORANGE BOWL QUEEN
NO YOU CAN'T STEAL THE ORANGE BOWL QUEEN

The Night I Painted The Sky Jimmy Buffett, Russ Kunkel, Jay Oliver, Roger Guth, and Peter Mayer
Verse
I CAME FROM THE NORTH ESCAPING CONVENTION
THE MODERN INVENTION THATWON'T LET ME BE
TO THE SHORES OF ST. MAARTEN WITH MY FICTION ADDICTION
TO RESTART THE FIRE A DREAMER'S REMEDY

Verse
INDEPENDENCE DAY AND ALL I REMEMBER
WAS A MIDNIGHT RAINBOW THAT FELL FROM THE SKY
AS I STAND ON THE BEACH I SLOWLY SURRENDER
TO THE CHILD IN ME WHO CAN'T SAY GOOD-BYE

Chorus
THE ROCKETS IN THE AIR
AND THE PEOPLE EVERYWHERE
PUT AWAY THEIR DIFFERENCES FOR AWHILE
OH I AM STILL A CHILD WHEN IT COMES TO SOMETHING WILD
THAT WAS THE NIGHT I PAINTED THE SKY

Verse
I DUG IN THE SAND LIKE A BOY, ON A MISSION
AND THERE IN MY HANDS A PYRO'S DELIGHT
A BOMBADIER, A NIGHTTIME MAGICIAN
I SPARK THE SKY AS THE ROCKETS FLY FROM VIEW

Chorus
THE ROCKETS IN THE AIR
AND THE PEOPLE EVERYWHERE
PUT AWAY THEIR DIFFERENCES FOR AWHILE
I AM STILL A CHILD WHEN IT COMES TO SOMETHING WILD
THAT WAS THE NIGHT I PAINTED THE SKY

Verse
OH THE MORTARS THEY ROAR IN ANTICIPATION
PRECEDING THE SIGH OF THE UPLIFTED EYES
IT SHOWERS US ALL IN SULFURIC SENSATION
THE COLORS SHINE IN A FIERY RHYME TONIGHT

Chorus
THE ROCKETS IN THE AIR
AND THE PEOPLE EVERYWHERE
PUT AWAY THEIR DIFFERENCES FOR AWHILE
I AM BUT A CHILD WHEN IT COMES TO SOMETHING WILD
OH THAT WAS THE NIGHT
THAT WAS THE NIGHT
OH THAT WAS THE NIGHT I PAINTED THE SKY
PAINTED THE SKY
PAINTED THE SKY

Mexico James Taylor
Verse
WAY DOWN HERE
YOU NEED A REASON TO MOVE
FEEL A FOOL
RUNNIN' YOUR STATE SIDE GAME
LOSE YOUR LOAD
LEAVE YOUR MIND BEHIND, BABY JAMES

Chorus
OH MEXICO
IT SOUNDS SO SIMPLE
I JUST GOT TO GO
THE SUN'S SO HOT
I FORGOT TO GO HOME
GUESS I'LL HAVE TO GO NOW

Verse
AMERICANO'S GOT THE SLEEPY EYES
BUT HIS BODY'S STILL SHAKEN LIKE A LIVE WIRE
SENIORITA WITH HER EYES ON FIRE, DON'T YOU KNOW

Chorus
OH MEXICO
IT SOUNDS SO SWEET
WITH THE SUN SINKIN' LOW
THE MOONS SO BRIGHT
LIKE TO LIGHT UP THE LIGHT
MAKE EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT

Verse
BABYS HUNGRY
AND THE MONEY'S ALL GONE
THE FOLKS BACK HOME
DON'T WANT TO TALK ON THE PHONE
SHE GETS A LONG LETTER
SENDS BACK A POST CARD
TIMES ARE HARD

Chorus
OH DOWN IN MEXICO
I NEVER REALLY BEEN
SO I DON'T REALLY KNOW
OOOOHHHHHH MEXICO
I GUESS I'LL HAVE TO GO NOW
OOOOHHHHHH MEXICO
I'VE NEVER REALLY BEEN
BUT I'D SURE LIKE TO GO
WOOOOHHHHHH MEXICO
I GUESS I'LL HAVE TO GO NOW

Karmic Moon Rising and Hurricane Message Boards

Woke up this morning and looked east out my window and hidden behind a very thin floating cloud was this karmically looking gorgeous moon rising. Sort of took your breath away for a moment. Floating there, behind a cloud like a silent screen siren wrapped in a satin sheet waiting for her lover.. posing.

Beautiful. Went outside, watered what is left of my winter flower garden and realized the view from my bedroom window was more beautiful and went back inside and pondered it's beauty. Wanted to go online to tell my friend Lucky that the moon was beautiful but he probably knows that because he watches sunrises and lol... sometimes along with a sunrise you capture a moonrise.

Computer friends lol.

I told my best friend Sharon last night that people never want to accept what it is you LOVE when it doesn't resonate with them. I LOVE to write online. I mean, come the hurricane season I LOVE posting and writing on hurricanes and weather. OF course I love politics and old florida but its not the same as hurricanes. So, basically when you come down to it YES.. Marc Fisher the marriage was over when something as simple as me watching TWC (when he wasnt even in the room) became an issue to rant and rave and be abusive over. I mean... we had good times, bad times..and granted the end was pretty bad but... how can something you watch like The Weather Channel when he isn't even in the room become an issue for what you ARE and ARENT allowed to watch and what is or isn't stupid? So, I liked to listen to the weather radio when weather was nearby and there were real voices on the weather radio. Some people love to sit and listen to police scanners, all day talk radio, sports radio... classical music... It's one thing to say "can you listen to that when I'm not here please?" (I mean I have this nails on a blackboard feeling about certain Beethoven symphonies) but.... like the weather radio is forbidden when he isn't even here. We have definetly hit some flood level stage for the marriage to be over.. but when you come down to it... No Dave Schwartz was NOT the reason for my divorce and no I was not involved with Dave-O no matter what Mr. Fisher implied.. he's not really my type (Sharon's type) I got divorced over two final non-negotiables.

1- Posting (writing on weather online with weather friends)
2- I liked talking to Cyclone who was supposedly 15 and living in Daytona Beach. Now maybe he was and maybe he wasn't but we were talking weather lol and... my ex was working in his office on his computer and we were going to bed after he was done.. not like we weren't enjoying that but seems I was not allowed to talk to Cyclone and his friends about weather

and I wasn't allowed to (see #1) post on weather.

Looking back... that was it. Posting and talking to Cyclone. And, of course I wasn't allowed to compose letters offline to my brother Jay who had just moved to Greece. Maybe...........we could blame this on Jay.. maybe my losing Jay was too much for me and when I was shooting the breeze with old, young Cyclone I felt like I was talking to Jay (or someone) and that was why I enjoyed it.

Now..if a marriage is strong and both parties are sane.. you don't break up or get abusive over hobbies. And, when its not you can break up over just about anything. Unless you are masochistic and enjoy being a martyr and hiding in the bathroom to listen to the weather radio and I ain't no masochist.

A bit nuts on weather...and football... and a few other things but ain't no martyr.

So...............where were we..

Weather Boards.. as Marco so nicely put it (used to love One Life to Live..can you tell) he is gone, blown off like a ship gone out to sea and the weather screen is still flickering, my heart is still beating (smile) and the moon is still rising.

I was wandering around lost on www.hurricanecity.com last night and I came across this great link posted by a fellow poster. And, decided I wanted to post it here..

http://www.solcomhouse.com/yellowstone.htm

ohhhhhhhhhh and I like Country Music. I also like Show Tunes but I love country as well... that was also not allowed.

I'm a woman.. really. Grown up but still cute as a young girl in the right dress and perfect shoes and I have a mind.. a good one and no one tells you what you can or can't listen to when they aren't even home. Or what hobby is fun or isn't.

Why are people always complaining I should write a novel and not understand I love posting here.. musing... on www.hurricanecity.com and a few other weather boards and why can't they just be happy I am happy at that? Everyone else always thinks they have the magic key to happiness.. ever notice that.

Trust me.. I know what would make me happy.
If I could blink it into my life like Jeanne could.. I would. Life ain't that simple.

http://exodus2006.com/supervol.html
lol.. love it.

And... Matt Drudge.. would someone like to tell Ole Matt he is wasting his time doing his little articles online and write something REAL??

What people like Matt and I get and others dont get is this IS... REAL.

This is 2005 and it is as viable a medium as printing books in the 1800s.

I can write something on a board that helps someone who has just moved to Key Largo from Kansas and knows nothing about birthing babies or hurricanes. And, maybe they learn better online and not from watching the same "what to do with your boat during a storm" video that is being shown on Channel 10 and 7. And, maybe they enjoy reading boards and being reminded some little tidbit that makes a difference. Maybe they LAUGH and smile and nod and it doesn't seem so scary.

And, maybe they like reading about tiger cubs being nursed by some lady somewhere (ouch ...........ewwwwwwwwww) and they are environmentally positive and would rather read it online on Drudge and not drudge up the trash disposing of some newspaper they spent money for at the market. Drudge is cheaper (you are paying for it anyway with some online service) and........there is no newspaper to dispose of properly and recycle and worry that its really getting to the right paper dump)

Welcome to the Year 2005. Online writing.. published, somewhere someone besides Dina and Jay is reading this.. I am published online.

And...while at it.. going to post on this soon too...

www.earthman.tv or whatever his link is these days. Lanny Smith and Earthman. Old friend from highschool.. great guy... doing his thing and doing a darn good job.

Leave us baby boomers alone and stop telling us how we should or shouldn't live and as my good friend Yaffah says... "I'm allergic to the word Should.. " or something like that cause usually when they say something like that I just laugh and giggle.

and.. why am I on a tear about all of this :)

Cause... babbling fast on things I can talk about and not talking about things I shouldn't be talking on and... listening to another good friend, out there in wierd world... who says "Protect Your Heart" lol and he's not talking use olive oil. lol

Karmic moon rising, country music playing and I'm smiling...

Have a great day.. love Bobbi
ps..........the Red Sox will win again... was one game...there's a whole season out there and thank you Peter for my new little mantra.. let you know if it worked or didn't. lol

PS

Some men have to spend their lives trying to live up to Daddy.

now that's sad.... men dont look good in water signs lol

and........some men don't have to live up to anyone

lesson:
be yourself, be happy and just cause you were married to a nut case wife doesn't mean the rest of the race is mean and bitch and...

lesson to Bobbi..
trust your instincts always... they are good
a double harmonic water trine.. women work better with water signs
but I'm a Capricorn. Not a Capp or a Kapp or a Kaplan or a Kappy or even a Cane

I'm Bobbi.. in search of a man who can chase the weather with me, hold me while watching a sunrise, laugh over small things and enjoy simple things while living in a not so simple world. And, not tell me to come out of the rain when I'm dancing in it :) cause I do.. I really do.. sometimes when the feeling is right.

And, you know what else? When you care... really care.. you don't want to let go and you don't want the person MAN to walk out of your life.

One of these days I'll resolve the pronoun problem in my life but let me say one last harsh mean word to the one I don't care about but hope has a happy life. HOw does it feel to know I would spend days dressed with one producer slash director dressed up as MOther Hubarr (cant teype, gigslaing ) Hubbard and not the other producer slash director dressed up as a fake K person huh :P

Sorry but I'd follow mother hubbard to the end of the earth and ask her to be my Maid of Honor when I meet Mr. Right :) now THATS loyalty :) and love..

and sorry it wasnt your fault.. really

I was still savoring the chinese food from the day before. Its all in timing :)

EDTV, Southern Boys and Hurricanes

So.........sitting here today smiling over something that is not very tropically related though in ways. Feels so good to smile. Really does. And, giggle. Though it annoys people around you. Isn't that funny?

And... took a short break and watched parts of EDTV. Really do love that movie. A few scenes are so perfect. The mother being called Blanche Du Bois.. trust me you HAVE to have been there.. if you had a southern belle mother who went Blanche Du Bois on you.. you'd understand. If you have EVER stood outside your boyfriend's parent's jewelry shop hiding under a dark wig and a pair of glasses peering in and feeling like the deer caught in the headlights when they look up... sorry but you run for your life. Great scene between Ed and his father Al at the funeral, beautiful, funny but beautiful. And.. there is nothing so wonderful as a good old southern boy. Sorry..............I love you all but........Rhode Island and Maine and Wyoming just doesn't cut it the same way a good ole southern boy can. Down south we learn early how to play around, when to be serious..when to let go, we know how to play around and pretend we are dumb as... but all the while we are smarter than you Yankees.. (I mean like you left after the war and didn't come back...we won that one) and ... men know how to appreicate a woman, show their appreciation w/o leering at you and acting like an idiot like most New York guys do.. and...they know how to sit around at the end of the day, have a beer and put their arm around their girl and watch the sun go down. Try doing that in Manhatten or a Laker Game. HAHAHA we got Shaq :P Anyway.. digressing here..

Love the RedSox.. like Boston..love my two best friends in Maine and Vermont.. one gets white bread and beaches, the other gets all the maple they can drink :P

But, just cause a guy from up north has cute blue eyes and a smart fast mouth does not mean I'll go out to eat with him.

And..........like the old song goes.. you got to know when to hold them, know when to fold them.. and you just got to know.

What else? You know what else I love about EdTV??? A good old boy wins.
And... Ed gets the best of Rob Reiner. Now I'd pay to watch THAT any day :)
Ed gets to screw Rob Reiner out of the deal and he's free.. which works for me.

Sorry Rob... better luck next time.

And........what doest his have to do with Hurricanes.

Oh................everything has to do with Hurricanes.

Great new video of the Hurricane Conference in New Orleans on my favorite hurricane site around. www.hurricanecity.com really cool pics of the conference, of Dauphin Island and Camille land and well.. not even done looking at the video. And, for you Neil Frank freaks and Bryan Norcross fans... great pic of the two of them together.

Happy April. Go Red Sox! We have Shaq and you don't :P
and... EDTV really was a great movie.. though have to tell you
Smokey and the Bandit was better ;)

Fortune Cookies :)

Sometimes trying to figure out the Upcoming Hurricane Season would seem easier to do if you could just open a fortune cookie and read the fortune.

Happy weekend, happy reading... happy happy :)

and...........sometimes in life if you want to know whats inside the cookie.. you got to take the chance, unwrap it and read the secret message.. or you'll just never know. Ya know?