It's the holidays
A wonderful time of year
So here's a special photo
For all of the guys
Who end up here after googling "upskirt photos"
A fine photo of someone
Cleaning the table
After a hearty meal
This one is Not Safe For Work
This Thanksgiving, be safe in your travels
There are people waiting to see you
When you get there you'll be greeted warmly
And while you're sitting on the couch dreaming of turkey
It's the time of year to reflect
On the good things in life
OK, OK, I know you're probably really dreaming of girls wrestling...
But stop that...It's a holiday
I was young once
I will never forget
That feeling of flying
It was always
To live in the moment
Here's our old friend Bettie again
I have no idea why she makes me so happy
I'll be gone today
It's another birthday
So I'm going off to have some fun
At an auction
They can't wash it away. They couldn't even if they used all the soap in the world. Even if they made it look better...we'd still all know what happened. That's never going away. I warned them. I told them it was gonna happen again. I told them last night. I was shushed away ...like they always do. This time I got mad. I knew what was to be and so did the rest of the room. Why the hell do we pretend like it's not there? My anger got the best of me and I slammed the door so hard that the crucifix fell from the wall. Grandma looked up from her chair and said "That's a sign". Mom told her shut her mouth and picked the crucifix up off the floor. From her lowered head grandma said "Something bad is going to happen" Mom glared at grandma and the room fell silent. We knew she was right but didn't want to face the truth. It was going to happen and there wasn't a damned thing any one of us could do about it.
We all went to sleep knowing what we would face in the morning.
You ask me why music is important to me. Baby, I could tell you it's like the air or the moon or the stars ... but that's not enough. It's unseen but felt inside your very essence. The way it finds you is through your hips. Once it gets in there..well, it ain't never letting go. You move those hips and your legs follow like you gave them orders. Then you're moving baby... and once you start moving, it's the end of the world as you know it. The door swings wide and you're welcomed inside a room that looks like heaven, feels like heaven and for all intents and purposes is heaven. It's the music baby. It's where it's at. It matters more than eating or breathing. Look baby, if you don't have music...well then you're just not living.
Yea, I've seen people who don't know me. Sometimes I feel like there's a few thousand people staring at my face. I feel like I can't move. Like I'm frozen. I can feel their eyes staring into my soul. When I try to see what they're looking for all I see is questions. Questions about who I am and where I've been. I can tell you this much, I'm right where you see I am and no place else.
So I'm walkin down the street, trying to get where I need to be. A car pulls up and it's my friend. He yells out. "Why the hell you walkin man?" I explain that I'm trying to get where I need to be. He says "Get in man, I can get you there quicker". I look at him for a second and then I realize where he's been. I ask myself if I really need to get where I need to be any faster than mother nature can get me there on my own. I realize that this is just another test and I tell him "No man, I can do it on my own". Later that night he sees me at where I needed to be and he points his finger at me and says "Bang! Now you're here". Right then, yea right then, I realize that now I'm where I need to be. The best part, yea the best part to me, is that I got there on my own. Freedom baby, freedom.
At estate sales
I keep finding photos hidden in strange little places
This was inside of a medicine cabinet
Taped to the backside of the mirror
Written on the back of the photo
Are the words "We spent it"
I knew him. He was a good man.
I hope he's finally found peace.
And I hope someday so will we.
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Get well soon Bill
Written on the back
"Rush Street Saloon 1924"
I always come back to the same place in my mind
I'm having fun. Enjoying life
Then out comes the camera
And everything stops
Until I hear the click
And then I'm free again
While digging through a pile of old cabinet cards
I found a couple with some neat advertising on the back
Not bad for the late 1800s