Using my blog to try and make the world a better place. If I can help someone forget their troubles for a few minutes a day, it's all worth it.

1973 (btw, is it just me, or do I look like the first-season Bobby Brady in this pic?????):

1973 (btw, is it just me, or do I look like the first-season Bobby Brady in this pic?????):
I watch the ripples change their size, but never leave the stream of warm impermanent sand. So the days flow through my eyes but still the days seem the same. And these children that you spit on as they try to change their world are immune to your consultations. They're quite aware of what they're going through.

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

LEGOs

Through most of the decade, I was a Legos freak. I loved Legos, big time. I used to build houses too, but they never came out as nice as the one pictured. The trees against the house in the above pic were introduced just about the time I outgrew Legos. And the original Lego people were big and clumsy.
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Monday, May 07, 2007

As I mentioned in a previous post, my great grandfather built a house in Chatham, Massachusetts. It was a Cape style house. In one of the upstairs bedrooms, the closet door opened up into a narrow 5-foot long hallway. At the end of that hallway was a 3-foot high door. That door opened up into a 6 x 6 room that had a small chair and a lamp. My cousin used to read in that little room, but I never got near it. To this day it still creeps me out.

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

When I was a kid, I loved hanging out in the woods. Unfortunately, none of the other kids in my neighborhood did. And it's no fun hanging out in the woods by yourself. But the times I did spend in the woods were the best.
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ARTIST: Dave Loggins
TITLE: Please Come to Boston

Please come to Boston for the springtime
I'm stayin' here with some friends and they've got lots of room
You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said no, would you come home to me
And she said, hey ramblin' boy, why don't you settle down
Boston ain't your kind of town
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee
Please come to Denver with the snowfall

We'll move up into the mountains so far that we can't be found
And throw "I love you" echoes down the canyon
And then lie awake at night till they come back around
Please come to Denver
She said no, boy, would you come home to me
And she said, hey ramblin' boy, why don't you settle down
Boston ain't your kind of town
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee
Now this drifter's world goes 'round and 'round
And I doubt that it's ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams I've lost or found
And all that I ain't gotI still need to cling to
Somebody I can sing to
Please come to LA to live forever

California life alone is just too hard to build
I live in a house that looks out over the ocean
And there's some stars that fell from the sky
Livin' up on the hill
Please come to LA
She just said no, boy, won't you come home to me
And she said, hey ramblin' boy, why don't you settle down
Boston ain't your kind of town
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee
I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee

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