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You need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin',
I'm gonna send you back to schoolin',
Way down inside honey, you need it,
I'm gonna give you my love,
Wanna Whole Lotta Love?
You've been learnin', baby, I been learnin',
All them good times, baby, baby, I've been yearnin',
Way, way down inside honey, you need it,
I'm gonna give you my love
You've been coolin', baby, I've been droolin',
All the good times I've been misusin',
Way, way down inside, I'm gonna give you my love,
I'm gonna give you every inch of my love,
Gonna give you my love.
Yeah! All right! Let's go!
Way down inside, woman, You need love.
Shake for me, girl, I wanna be your backdoor man.
Hey, oh, hey, oh, Oh, oh, oh, Keep a-coolin', baby,
Keep a-coolin', baby.
Head: Bold Love - LOVE!
Left Ear: sOuL switCheRs!
Right Ear: Frostie SnowBabieS!
Neck: Love Leopards - Wild Thing - Plum Pie
Body: Silly SpOOkS - Happy
Tail: Love Leopards - Wild Thing - Cherry
Left Front Leg: St. Paddy's Boy - Lucky Dream
Right Front Leg: Bold Love - L
Left Hind Leg: KittyCatS 3rd Birthday BlueBerry
Right Hind Leg: Seasons of Hope - RFLofSL 2011 - Winter
Belgian postcard, no. 980. Photo: Paramount. Paulette Goddard in Kitty (Mitchell Leisen, 1945).
American actress Paulette Goddard (1905-1990) started her career as a fashion model and as a Ziegfeld Girl in several Broadway shows. In the 1940s, she became a major star of Paramount Pictures. She was Charlie Chaplin's leading lady in Modern Times (1936), and The Great Dictator. Goddard was nominated for an Oscar for Best Supporting Actress for So Proudly We Hail! (1943). Her husbands included Chaplin, Burgess Meredith, and Erich Maria Remarque.
Paulette Goddard was born Pauline Marion Levy in Whitestone Landing, Long Island, New York. Sources variously cite her year of birth as 1911 and 1914, and the place as Whitestone Landing, New York, USA. However, municipal employees in Ronco, Switzerland, where she died, gave her birth year of record as 1905. Goddard was the daughter of Joseph Russell Levy, the son of a prosperous Jewish cigar manufacturer from Salt Lake City, and Alta Mae Goddard, who was of Episcopalian English heritage. They married in 1908 and separated while their daughter was very young, although the divorce did not become final until 1926. According to Goddard, her father left them, but according to J. R. Levy, Alta absconded with the child. Goddard was raised by her mother and did not meet her father again until the late 1930s after she had become famous. To avoid a custody battle, she and her mother moved often during her childhood, even relocating to Canada at one point. Goddard began modeling at an early age to support her mother and herself, working for Saks Fifth Avenue, Hattie Carnegie, and others. An important figure in her childhood was her great uncle, Charles Goddard, the owner of the American Druggists Syndicate. He played a central role in Goddard's career, introducing her to Broadway impresario Florenz Ziegfeld. She made her stage debut as a dancer in Ziegfeld's summer revue, 'No Foolin' (1926), which was also the first time that she used the stage name Paulette Goddard. Ziegfeld hired her for another musical, 'Rio Rita', which opened in February 1927, but she left the show after only three weeks to appear in the play 'The Unconquerable Male', produced by Archie Selwyn. It was, however, a flop and closed after only three days following its premiere in Atlantic City. Soon after the play closed, Goddard was introduced to the much older lumber tycoon Edgar James, president of the Southern Lumber Company, by Charles Goddard. She married him in June 1927 in Rye, New York, but the marriage was short. Goddard was granted a divorce in Reno, Nevada, in 1929, receiving a divorce settlement of $375,000. Tony Fontana at IMDb: "A stunning natural beauty, Paulette could mesmerize any man she met, a fact she was well aware of. "
Paulette Goddard first visited Hollywood in 1929, when she appeared as an uncredited extra in two films, the Laurel and Hardy short film Berth Marks (Lewis R. Foster, 1929), and George Fitzmaurice's drama The Locked Door (1929). Following her divorce, she briefly visited Europe before returning to Hollywood in late 1930 with her mother. Her second attempt at acting was no more successful than the first, as she landed work only as an extra. In 1930, she signed her first film contract with producer Samuel Goldwyn to appear as a Goldwyn Girl in Whoopee! (Thornton Freeland, 1930) with Eddie Cantor. She also appeared in City Streets (Rouben Mamoulian, 1931) with Gary Cooper, Ladies of the Big House (Marion Gering, 1931) starring Sylvia Sidney, and The Girl Habit (Edward F. Cline, 1931) for Paramount, and The Mouthpiece (James Flood, Elliott Nugent, 1932) for Warners. Goldwyn and she did not get along, and she began working for Hal Roach Studios, appearing in a string of uncredited supporting roles for the next four years, including Young Ironsides (James Parrott, 1932) with Charley Chase, and Pack Up Your Troubles (1932) with Laurel and Hardy. One of her bigger roles in that period was as a blond 'Goldwyn Girl' in the Eddie Cantor film The Kid from Spain (Leo McCarey, 1932). Goldwyn also used Goddard in The Bowery (Raoul Walsh, 1933) with Wallace Beery, Roman Scandals (Frank Tuttle, 1933), and Kid Millions (Roy Del Ruth, 1934) with Eddie Cantor. The year she signed with Goldwyn, Goddard began dating Charlie Chaplin, a relationship that received substantial attention from the press. They were reportedly married in secret in Canton, China, in June 1936. It marked a turning point in Goddard's career when Chaplin cast her as his leading lady in his box office hit, Modern Times (1936). Her role as 'The Gamin', an orphan girl who runs away from the authorities and becomes The Tramp's companion, was her first credited film appearance and garnered her mainly positive reviews, Frank S. Nugent of The New York Times describing her as "the fitting recipient of the great Charlot's championship". Following the success of Modern Times, Chaplin planned other projects with Goddard in mind as a co-star, but he worked slowly, and Goddard worried that the public might forget about her if she did not continue to make regular film appearances. She signed a contract with David O. Selznick and appeared with Janet Gaynor in the comedy The Young in Heart (Richard Wallace, 1938) before Selznick lent her to MGM to appear in two films. The first of these, Dramatic School (Robert B. Sinclair, 1938), co-starred Luise Rainer, but the film received mediocre reviews and failed to attract an audience. Her next film, The Women (George Cukor, 1939), was a success. With an all-female cast headed by Norma Shearer, Joan Crawford, and Rosalind Russell, the film's supporting role of Miriam Aarons was played by Goddard. Pauline Kael later wrote of Goddard, "she is a stand-out. fun."
David O' Selznick was pleased with Paulette Goddard's performances, particularly her work in The Young in Heart, and considered her for the role of Scarlett O'Hara in Gone With the Wind (Victor Fleming, 1939). Initial screen tests convinced Selznick and director George Cukor that Goddard would require coaching to be effective in the role, but that she showed promise, and she was the first actress given a Technicolor screen test. After he was introduced to Vivien Leigh, he wrote to his wife that Leigh was a "dark horse" and that his choice had "narrowed down to Paulette, Jean Arthur, Joan Bennett, and Vivien Leigh". After a series of tests with Leigh that pleased both Selznick and Cukor, Selznick cancelled the further tests that had been scheduled for Goddard, and the part was given to Leigh. Goddard's next film, The Cat and the Canary (Elliott Nugent, 1939) with Bob Hope, was a turning point in the careers of both actors. The success of the film established her as a genuine star. Her performance won her a ten-year contract with Paramount Studios, which was one of the premier studios of the day. They promptly were re-teamed in The Ghost Breakers (George Marshall, 1940), again a huge hit. Goddard starred with Chaplin again in his film The Great Dictator (1940). In 1942, Goddard was granted a Mexican divorce from Chaplin. The couple split amicably, with Chaplin agreeing to a generous settlement. At Paramount, Goddard was used by Cecil B. De Mille in the action epic North West Mounted Police (1940), playing the second female lead. She was Fred Astaire's leading lady in the acclaimed musical Second Chorus/Swing it (H.C. Potter, 1940), where she met actor Burgess Meredith, her third husband. Goddard made Pot o' Gold (George Marshall, 1941), a comedy with James Stewart, then supported Charles Boyer and Olivia de Havilland in Hold Back the Dawn (Mitchell Leisen, 1941), from a script by Wilder and Brackett, directed by Mitchell Leisen. Goddard was teamed with Hope for the third time in Nothing But the Truth (Elliott Nugent, 1942), then made The Lady Has Plans (Sidney Lanfield, 1942), a comedy with Ray Milland. She co-starred with Milland and John Wayne in Reap the Wild Wind (Cecil B. DeMille, 1942), playing the lead, a Scarlett O'Hara type character. The film was a huge hit. Goddard did The Forest Rangers (George Marshall, 1942) with Fred MacMurray. One of her better-remembered film appearances was in the variety musical Star Spangled Rhythm (George Marshall, 1943), in which she sang "A Sweater, a Sarong, and a Peekaboo Bang" with Dorothy Lamour and Veronica Lake.
Paulette Goddard received one Oscar nomination for Best Supporting Actress for So Proudly We Hail! (Mark Sandrich, 1943) opposite Claudette Colbert and Veronica Lake. She didn't win, but it solidified her as a top draw. Goddard was teamed with Fred MacMurray in the delightful comedy Standing Room Only (Sidney Lanfield, 1944) and Sonny Tufts in I Love a Soldier (Mark Sandrich, 1944). In May 1944, she married Burgess Meredith at David O. Selznick's home in Beverly Hills. Goddard's most successful film was Kitty (Mitchell Leisen, 1945), in which she played the title role. Denny Jackson/Robert Sieger at IMDb: "The film was a hit with moviegoers, as she played an ordinary English woman transformed into a duchess. The film was filled with plenty of comedy, dramatic and romantic scenes that appealed to virtually everyone." In The Diary of a Chambermaid (1946), Goddard starred with husband Burgess Meredith under the direction of Jean Renoir. It was made for United Artists. At Paramount she did Suddenly It's Spring (Mitchell Leisen, 1947) with Fred MacMurray, and De Mille's 18th-century romantic drama Unconquered (Cecil B. DeMille, 1947), with Cary Grant. During the Hollywood Blacklist, when she and blacklisted husband Meredith were mobbed by a baying crowd screaming "Communists!" on their way to a premiere, Goddard is said to have turned to her husband and said, "Shall I roll down the window and hit them with my diamonds, Bugsy?" In 1947, she made An Ideal Husband in Britain for Alexander Korda and was accompanied on a publicity trip to Brussels by Clarissa Spencer-Churchill, niece of Sir Winston Churchill and future wife of future Prime Minister Anthony Eden. She divorced Meredith in June 1949 and also left Paramount. In 1949, she formed Monterey Pictures with John Steinbeck. Goddard starred in Anna Lucasta (Irving Rapper, 1949), then went to Mexico for The Torch (Emilio Fernández, 1950). In England, she was in Babes in Bagdad (Edgar G. Ulmer, 1952), then she went to Hollywood for Vice Squad (Arnold Laven, 1953) with Edward G. Robinson, and Charge of the Lancers (William Castle, 1954) with Jean-Pierre Aumont. Her last starring role was in the English production A Stranger Came Home/The Unholy Four (Terence Fisher, 1954).
Paulette Goddard began appearing in summer stock and on television, guest-starring on episodes of Sherlock Holmes, an adaptation of The Women, this time playing the role of Sylvia Fowler, The Errol Flynn Theatre, The Joseph Cotten Show, and The Ford Television Theatre. She was in an episode of Adventures in Paradise and a TV version of The Phantom. After her marriage to Erich Maria Remarque in 1958, Goddard largely retired from acting and moved to Ronco sopra Ascona, Switzerland. In 1964, she attempted a comeback in films with a supporting role in the Italian film Gli indifferenti/Time of Indifference (Francesco Maselli, 1964), starring Claudia Cardinale and Rod Steiger, which was her last feature film. After Remarque's death in 1970, she made one last attempt at acting, when she accepted a small role in an episode of the TV series The Snoop Sisters, The Female Instinct (Leonards Stern, 1972) with Helen Hayes and Mildred Natwick. Upon Remarque's death, Goddard inherited much of his money and several important properties across Europe, including a wealth of contemporary art, which augmented her own long-standing collection. During this period, her talent at accumulating wealth became a byword among the old Hollywood élite. During the 1980s, she became a fairly well known (and highly visible) socialite in New York City, appearing covered with jewels at many high-profile cultural functions with several well-known men, including Andy Warhol, with whom she sustained a friendship for many years until his death in 1987. Paulette Goddard underwent invasive treatment for breast cancer in 1975, successfully by all accounts. In 1990, she died at her home in Switzerland from heart failure while under respiratory support due to emphysema, She is buried in Ronco Village Cemetery, next to Remarque and her mother. Goddard had no children. She became a stepmother to Charles Chaplin's two sons, Charles Chaplin Jr. and Sydney Chaplin, while she and Charlie were married. In his memoirs, 'My Father Charlie Chaplin' (1960), Charles Jr. describes her as a lovely, caring and intelligent woman throughout the book. In October 1944, she suffered the miscarriage of a son with Burgess Meredith. Goddard, whose own formal education did not go beyond high school, bequeathed US$20 million to New York University (NYU) in New York City.
Sources: Tony Fontana (IMDb), Denny Jackson / Robert Sieger (IMDb), Wikipedia and IMDb.
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We should be outside walking (getting our steps in). Instead we are in the warm comfy inside foolin' around!
Today was one of those days filled with a sense of "why am I not just done with this yet?" and general frustration at my thesis and at my inability to care about it. It's hard to stay motivated, and my enthusiasm for projects after graduation are much greater than my enthusiasm for school right now.
Are you trying to understand this photo? Well, this is based off of "Portrait Of A Man Laying Facedown In Front Of A Sofa While Another Man In Bunny Ears Holds A Portrait Of A Roller Derby Girl" by the always-creative pikespice, who was in turn tributing Studio d'Xavier. So this is a meta-flickr-tribute. I was short on ideas today.
It is for the Pikespice Made me Do it day on We're Here!
Also for Theme of the Week: No Fooling
Sleep: 5 hours, 10 minutes (2:16AM to 7:27AM)
# of Drinks of Caffeine: 2
# of Drinks of Alcohol: 2
Miles Biked: 6 (9.6km)
Kilometers Ran: 0
Pages of Thesis Written Today: 0
Pages of Thesis Total: 48
Mood (1-5): 2
Procrastination (1-5): 5
Weather: Sunny and 72F
Just foolin around.... This is my first post in a long time and it will probably be my last for some weeks cause I'm going on a vacation soon.
It was a warm, dark evening. We just got finished with a firefight with Al Qaida. We got back, set up camp, and set away our gear to relax. We started talking, and foolin' around, then one of us got a discharge order! By instinct, we talk to him saying to send us goid foof for once!
But, then, we got the news. The NRE has invaded the states. They have made it past the east coast. But, we, of course, can't help! We are in the middle east! We have no choice, but to round up every soldier in the middle east to counter attack the heart of Russia!
Backstroke lover always hidin' 'neath the covers,
Till I talked to your daddy, he say.
He said you ain't seen nothin' till you're down on a muffin,
Then you're sure to be a changin' your ways.
I met a cheerleader, was a real young bleeder,
Oh the times I could reminisce.
'Cause the best things of lovin' with her sister and her cousin,
Only started with a little kiss.
Like this!
Seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school,
And your feet flyin' up in the air.
Singin' hey diddle diddle,
With your kitty in the middle of the swing like you didn't care.
So I took a big chance at the high school dance,
With a missy who was ready to play.
Wasn't me she was foolin' 'cause she knew what she was doin',
And I knowed love was here to stay.
When she told me to
Walk this way.
Walk this way.
Walk this way.
Walk this way.
Walk this way.
Walk this way.
Walk this way.
Walk this way.
Just gimme a kiss.
Like this!
Schoolgirl sweetie with a classy kinda sassy,
Little skirt's climbin' way up the knee.
There was three young ladies in the school gym locker,
When I noticed they was lookin' at me.
I was a high school loser, never made it with a lady,
Till the boys told me somethin' I missed.
Then my next door neighbor with a daughter had a favor,
So I gave her just a little kiss.
Like this!
Seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school,
And your feet flyin' up in the air.
Singin' hey diddle diddle,
With your kitty in the middle of the swing like you didn't care.
So I took a big chance at the high school dance,
With a missy who was ready to play.
Wasn't me she was foolin' 'cause she knew what she was doin',
When she told me how to walk this way.
She told me to
Walk this way.
Walk this way.
Walk this way.
Walk this way.
Walk this way.
Walk this way.
Walk this way.
Walk this way.
Just gimme a kiss.
Like this!
Aerosmith
walk this way
No Foolin! CN 2528 leads the daily westbound freight, at Torryburn, approaching Saint John, New Brunswick along the CN Sussex Subdivision. DP 2290 was roughly half way back on this mostly oil train. A friend, and friendly engineer is in charge of this beast today.
Looks like the conductor was doing a bit of photo bombing as well.
April 1st, 2015.
Ah, Spring in the Midwest...if you don't like the weather, wait 15 minutes and it'll change.
Good Friday was sunny and 60's. Easter Sunday/April Fool's Day with a full moon and...SNOW! And trains!
A BNSF manifest blasts through Old Town Lenexa, KS as the snow/sleet continues to come down.
...with a wide angle lens. Here the Operation Lifesaver train crosses the eastern part of the huge ex-CGW Bridge over the Des Moines River at Fort Dodge on Aug. 15, 2010.
Unfortunately Vader's face is blocked by his hand.
The minifigure can't fit properly into the studs provided in the trolley cart. Yes there are two studs in the cart but the figure can't stand or sit fixed to it. There isn't enough leg room either for it to sit properly, as seen in the photo.
Note cart has side fenders as well! Imagine running a few filled cart on the orange track...
I told her to stop foolin around I just wanted a picture of her face with the street as a back drop...kids don't listen
"Whole Lotta Love" ( il mio pezzo preferito )
You need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin',
I'm gonna send you back to schoolin',
Way down inside honey, you need it,
I'm gonna give you my love,
I'm gonna give you my love.
Wanna Whole Lotta Love
You've been learnin', baby, I've been yearnin',
All them good times, baby, baby, I've been yearnin',
Way, way down inside honey, you need it,
I'm gonna give you my love... I'm gonna give you my love.
You've been coolin', baby, I've been droolin',
All the good times I've been misusin',
Way, way down inside, I'm gonna give you my love,
I'm gonna give you every inch of my love,
Gonna give you my love.
Way down inside... woman... You need... love.
Shake for me, girl. I wanna be your backdoor man.
Keep it coolin', baby.
( Led Zeppelin )
My wife and I took our first real family vacation with the kids at the first part of April. Since both kiddos are very young, we made it simple and went to the beach on the Gulf side of Tampa. Luckily, she was also willing to allow for some non-beach activities which included a wee bit of foaming time at Tampa and Plant City, a meal at Portillo's in Brandon, FL and a tour of the Yuengling Brewery in Tampa!
I'd have to say that it was the best brewery tour I'd ever experienced. Super informative and well done that even Grady asked a question and got a great answer. Naturally, the tasting room was top notch. One of the best facts I learned was that all of the beer brewed by Yuengling has already been sold to distributors. No long term warehousing by Yuengling. Also, further expansion to the west is prohibited by brewing capacity at Pottstown, PA and Tampa. They said distribution out to Indiana was a stretch until they can increase brewing capacity!
As for rail service, they said that they receive deliveries once per week (plug for CSX) of what I think were hops from Washington State (hence the UP hoppers). They appear to use this 6X6 former Military truck to hostle cars around the plant.
04-01-2017
Whatsa matter Daddy
Come on, save my soul
I need some sugar in my bowl
I ain't foolin'
I want some sugar in my bowl
......................................Nina simone
Wood Stork - Florida Wetlands - Palm Beach County U.S.A.
Very Large Colony/Flock ~ New Stork City ~ Spring 2019
(note: wood storks aren't the only birds nesting on this small island...
There are also great egrets, anhingas & double-crested cormorants)
~~~~~~~~ Big Florida Birds - In The Wild ~~~~~~~~~~
The wood stork is a large American wading bird in the stork family. It appears all white on the ground, with blackish-gray legs and pink feet. In flight, the trailing edge of the wings is black. The head is dark brown with a bald, black face, and the thick down-curved bill is dusky yellow. Juvenile birds are a duller version of the adult, generally browner on the neck, and with a paler bill. The bare head and the long bill, which can measure up to ten inches in length, render the wood stork distinctive from other large waders in its range.
Get your spoons out and Play and Sing Along with Little Jimmie Dickens:
My pappy used to tan my hide
Out behind the barn
He taught me to be dignified
Out behind the barn
But when he took that strap to me,
and turned me down across his knee
He sure did hurt my dignity
Out behind the barn
I got my education
Out behind the barn
And i'm not foolin' no siree
Passed each examination
Out behind the barn
But it almost made a wreck out of me
I smoked my first cigarette
Out behind the barn
And that's one day I won't forget
Out behind the barn
I got so sick, you should've seen
How that tobacco turned me green
I almost died from nicotine
Out behind the barn
I met a pretty girl one day
Out behind the barn
She wanted me to stay and play
Out behind the barn
She taught me how to kiss and pet
And that's a game I won't forget
Cause we still play the same game yet
Out behind the barn
I wish I could go again
Out behind the barn
And do some things I did then
Out behind the barn
Now you think it ain't no fun
To be a poor old farmers son
You just don't know what all I've done
Out behind the barn Song by: Little Jimmie Dickens
lol- that song seems to pop into my head each time I look at this big old barn. It is not used anymore that I know of- it just sits empty.
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Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie
When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb
When you think you're too old, too young, too smart or too dumb
When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace
In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race
No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up
If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup
If the wind's got you sideways with with one hand holdin' on
And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone
And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it
And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it
And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long
And you start walkin' backwards though you know its wrong
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away
And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin'
And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin'
And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys
Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys
And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a-pourin'
And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin'
And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin'
And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin'
And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm
And to yourself you sometimes say
"I never knew it was gonna be this way
Why didn't they tell me the day I was born"
And you start gettin' chills and yer jumping from sweat
And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet
And yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air
And the whole world's a-watchin' with a window peek stare
And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying
And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin'
And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet
And you need it badly but it lays on the street
And yer bell's bangin' loudly but you can't hear its beat
And you think yer ears might a been hurt
Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight-blindin' dirt
And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush
When you were faked out an' fooled white facing a four flush
And all the time you were holdin' three queens
And it's makin you mad, it's makin' you mean
Like in the middle of Life magazine
Bouncin' around a pinball machine
And there's something on yer mind you wanna be saying
That somebody someplace oughta be hearin'
But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head
And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed
And no matter how you try you just can't say it
And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it
And yer eyes get swimmy from the tears in yer head
And yer pillows of feathers turn to blankets of lead
And the lion's mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth
And his jaws start closin with you underneath
And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind
And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign
And you say to yourself just what am I doin'
On this road I'm walkin', on this trail I'm turnin'
On this curve I'm hanging
On this pathway I'm strolling, in the space I'm taking
In this air I'm inhaling
Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard
Why am I walking, where am I running
What am I saying, what am I knowing
On this guitar I'm playing, on this banjo I'm frailin'
On this mandolin I'm strummin', in the song I'm singin'
In the tune I'm hummin', in the words I'm writin'
In the words that I'm thinkin'
In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin'
Who am I helping, what am I breaking
What am I giving, what am I taking
But you try with your whole soul best
Never to think these thoughts and never to let
Them kind of thoughts gain ground
Or make yer heart pound
But then again you know why they're around
Just waiting for a chance to slip and drop down
"Cause sometimes you hear'em when the night times comes creeping
And you fear that they might catch you a-sleeping
And you jump from yer bed, from yer last chapter of dreamin'
And you can't remember for the best of yer thinking
If that was you in the dream that was screaming
And you know that it's something special you're needin'
And you know that there's no drug that'll do for the healin'
And no liquor in the land to stop yer brain from bleeding
And you need something special
Yeah, you need something special all right
You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track
To shoot you someplace and shoot you back
You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler
That's been banging and booming and blowing forever
That knows yer troubles a hundred times over
You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race
That won't laugh at yer looks
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need something to open up a new door
To show you something you seen before
But overlooked a hundred times or more
You need something to open your eyes
You need something to make it known
That it's you and no one else that owns
That spot that yer standing, that space that you're sitting
That the world ain't got you beat
That it ain't got you licked
It can't get you crazy no matter how many
Times you might get kicked
You need something special all right
You need something special to give you hope
But hope's just a word
That maybe you said or maybe you heard
On some windy corner 'round a wide-angled curve
But that's what you need man, and you need it bad
And yer trouble is you know it too good
"Cause you look an' you start getting the chills
"Cause you can't find it on a dollar bill
And it ain't on Macy's window sill
And it ain't on no rich kid's road map
And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house
And it ain't made in no Hollywood wheat germ
And it ain't on that dimlit stage
With that half-wit comedian on it
Ranting and raving and taking yer money
And you thinks it's funny
No you can't find it in no night club or no yacht club
And it ain't in the seats of a supper club
And sure as hell you're bound to tell
That no matter how hard you rub
You just ain't a-gonna find it on yer ticket stub
No, and it ain't in the rumors people're tellin' you
And it ain't in the pimple-lotion people are sellin' you
And it ain't in no cardboard-box house
Or down any movie star's blouse
And you can't find it on the golf course
And Uncle Remus can't tell you and neither can Santa Claus
And it ain't in the cream puff hair-do or cotton candy clothes
And it ain't in the dime store dummies or bubblegum goons
And it ain't in the marshmallow noises of the chocolate cake voices
That come knockin' and tappin' in Christmas wrappin'
Sayin' ain't I pretty and ain't I cute and look at my skin
Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow
Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry
When you can't even sense if they got any insides
These people so pretty in their ribbons and bows
No you'll not now or no other day
Find it on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache¥
And inside it the people made of molasses
That every other day buy a new pair of sunglasses
And it ain't in the fifty-star generals and flipped-out phonies
Who'd turn yuh in for a tenth of a penny
Who breathe and burp and bend and crack
And before you can count from one to ten
Do it all over again but this time behind yer back
My friend
The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl
And play games with each other in their sand-box world
And you can't find it either in the no-talent fools
That run around gallant
And make all rules for the ones that got talent
And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think they do
And think they're foolin' you
The ones who jump on the wagon
Just for a while 'cause they know it's in style
To get their kicks, get out of it quick
And make all kinds of money and chicks
And you yell to yourself and you throw down yer hat
Sayin', "Christ do I gotta be like that
Ain't there no one here that knows where I'm at
Ain't there no one here that knows how I feel
Good God Almighty
THAT STUFF AIN'T REAL"
No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race
You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face
You gotta look some other place
And where do you look for this hope that yer seekin'
Where do you look for this lamp that's a-burnin'
Where do you look for this oil well gushin'
Where do you look for this candle that's glowin'
Where do you look for this hope that you know is there
And out there somewhere
And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads
Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows
Your nose can only smell two kinds of hallways
You can touch and twist
And turn two kinds of doorknobs
You can either go to the church of your choice
Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital
You'll find God in the church of your choice
You'll find Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital
And though it's only my opinion
I may be right or wrong
You'll find them both
In the Grand Canyon
At sundown
~ bob dylan on woody guthrie
i didn't know what part to leave out
it's not on youtube
best to all... <3
a couple from Woody
Tear the Facists Down: youtu.be/jKVnur5DkdI
This Land Is Your Land: Woody for Arlo
Using a 16mm lens means you can bend the world at will. Not too good for documentation, but fun every once in a while.
Southbound on the Holly subdivision at Sanderson Ave, just south of Pontiac Yard.
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Ok so this is not exactly my style. I know its cheesy a hell but the image appeals to the parent in me! A shot taken whilst on holiday in Holland earlier this year. No new pictures and was just foolin' about processing stuff which I'd previously discounted and overlooked.
I was foolin around with an expired Kodak Ektachrome. Quality ain't good, but somehow it's cool...so, for the sake of art....here it is...
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I'm poor. (Actually, I'm rich as hell, in relative terms... in the top five percent globally. I, and many of the rest of my cohort should remember that.) I can't afford a speedlite. Not even a second hand one on amazon. Therefore, I gotta 50mm1.4, and try like hell to avoid onboard flash. Tonight, and nights like this, ya gotta have something, so I used the ol' 'bounce the flash off the ceiling with a reflector' method. Must not have held my reflector quite right :D
I have been shooting the hell out of Stella, my girlfriend's daughter. At two years old, she is at an age I have no experience with. I get more attention when I ignore her, than when I chase her. Once she's warmed up, we get along famously. She crawls all over me, and lets me throw her in the air. Everything is "MINE!"
The other night, we were foolin' around... I would touch her nose, and say, "MY nose!" and she would disagree... Then I would do an ear, a knee, an elbow. At one point of the game she became sweetly affectionate, kissing me several times (while Stel doesn't hesitate to crawl on me, her hugs are rare, and kisses for me are nearly unheard of. I can still count every one.) She placed a finger on my chest and indicated that I belonged to her with a peculiar intensity. I was sure I must have misunderstood the Stelspeak, until I heard her mother gasp.
I wanted a dragon to show up, so I could kill it for her.
I think I'm in trouble.
OK. I lied. This is my final version of Eggs on Forks! Just can't stop foolin' around... and around! :D
*Eggs do dream, don't they? Or is it Egg stream, stream of consciousness? Or Extreme? ;>
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TGIF, my Flickr friends! I'm de-fence-less... but this is the Final Four! Thanks for coming around!
so it's not the most exciting photo, just some weeds really, and a flash set to nuclear meltdown, in the middle of the day no less. but there's a story ...
so i saw the dandelions and thought, i'll pull over. got out, started taking pictures. listened to people driving by on the fairly bus road, some honking, some speeding, some banging, some hollerin at my sweet ass. i'm laying flat, like my ass, on the ground to get this shot about 30 feet from my car, probably looking a little strange, as i will from time to time. i'm finishing up on the last cream puff when i hear a car pull up and slow to a stop not far from me and i sit up and look over. you're typical currituckian (read NRA enthusiast with a penchant for tying nooses on the fly) gets out and yells to me over the bed of his picko-ma-truck " hey you all right?" well yeah, 'i'm fine? what's up?' and he looks over at his buddy who has pulled up and stopped behind him just getting out of his pickumatruck to say "hell, i thought he was dead" then looking at me, "i was about to call 911, but you're out here laying on the ground taking **** pictures!? i thought you was dead!" so i says 'yup? i mean, i'm taking pictures, not the dead thing.' then "JESUS **** CHRIST boy, i thought you was dead!" okay so at this point i'm wondering how someone is getting angry at me for laying on the ground to take some pictures, apparently this is a huge problem, so i head towards my car making my getaway before bubba and cracker jack decide i deserve a whopping for foolin em' by pretending to be **** dead when i was really just taking **** pictures. yeah... i really don't know what to say to that... they were purdy flowers?
it's a wonder i haven't taken so many **** pictures of **** people lately. sheesh.
oh, all you girls out there, i heard about this guy Matt Roth, you know, the stud everyone's talking about, and then i met him tonight and oh my god girl!!! you gotta see this boy mmm mmm mmm!! butter baby , butta. i'd let him melt all over me any time! let me be your broccoli, and you can be my lemonade... cheap and freshly squeezed