Little Liza Jane

[stilltrucking]

Washington DC during the seventies when I tried to read
Kierkegaard
Nietzsche
wasn't getting me through the hard nights anymore.

I was a barefoot nature boy living in the Adams-Morgan neighborhood and riding the bus in the wee hours of the morning to my job in Annacostia
a white face in a sea of black faces on Martin Luther King Jr. BLVD
my white friends asked me if I had a death wish.

Repression.

The bits and pieces of the summer of my baptism by the Holy Spirit come floating up into consciousness like the answers in a magic eight ball.

I vaguely remember something about Nixon resigning that summer.

[stilltrucking]

I walked across Washington DC from SE Annacostia down on the river to 14th and U st NW, barefoot, in August it was like walking on fire and broken glass. No idea what happened to my shoes or my money. I probably gave them away.

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[SadLuckDame]

The little Liza Jane took flight?
I did get to watch them before you took em back

I found this bit on Little Liza Jane from you...
http://www.studioeight.tv/phpbb/viewtop ... c&start=30

I want to go see art work. Any time I've gone we go to the Smithsonian, the zoo, and space museum or sumpin' in that order. But isn't there an art museum too? Gonna go look see on google. Have been there more times than I can count and don't count ever seeing an art selection, but hopeful there is.

Oh! Bringing out the sweet soul of Miles Davis, humming me in the night.

You got me tonight. Lots of stories to fall asleep on and I might get a good nights rest of going elsewhere. Looking forward to it, keep a light on.

[still.trucking]

The boss told me that I can't let the customers use the changing room to try on socks because they were going in there and ptutting on puppet shows.

I dug Husserl for awhile,
because he helped me deal with days like these

The only upside I can see
is I will get to ride my motor sigh today.

Who are you really he wonders sometimes
is she even a woman
Yes I think so
nobody but a woman could be that weird
with a beard

That house in the picture of that kid sitting on the stoop of that house with the store front stood next door to a holy roller church not the right words holy roller were they white people? goyim?
or black pentacostal, or shit got so much on my mind today, numbers dancing with uncle sam tomorrow is T day
almost done
what do you call those black churches no name escapes me, but I remember the tamburines and the shouts of joy
and in school we sang little liza jane
that was before the music teacher asked me not to sing anymore. they had a word for kids like me.

talk at you later 'Lucy'.
thanks for keeping a light on
did you ever hear Theda (H_P)
sing?

Ah the sweet anonymity of the internet
the intimacy with out the pheromones
I hate it when I try to be hip

reading about mathman
On Herr Rabbits poem
now that guy is hip

[SadLuckDame]

Only ones coming to mind is Baptist and Pentecostal, or Assemblies of God...it's real soul in singing if you get the chance, that's all I know about it and I grew up Pentecostal, except our music was hymns and not the joy of gospel. Plus they hug and squeeze at the doors more often, hadn't seen them casting demons out of thirteen year olds with nose piercings, thank goodness.

I know, I know you want me to believe this thing about genders, but I haven't had any trigger in my mind to believe a thing like that, lol. To me, men are so confusing and different.

But, that appeals as well, I just don't see the commonality you seem to see. Maybe I'll notice it someday, just still not today. Though, I'm enjoying reading of it, it makes me smile.

[stilltrucking]

I don't know about gender either dame.
Who are we?
What is our nature?
By the time we are old enough to even ask those questions we are enculturated into our self images. Boys are blue girls are pink. What really used to blow my mind was the placement of the buttons on our shirts. On men shirts the buttons are on the right, the button holes on the left. For women it is just the opposite. Or so it used to be 50 years ago. Why the heck is that?

I wasn't sure if that was still true about the buttons so I Googled it.

Why do men button left over right and women button right over left?
http://wiki.answers.com/Q/Why_do_men_bu ... _over_left

[SadLuckDame]

The button remark is absolutely the best.
I'd never even noticed about them before and when reading that link, they saying about the undressing part or the maid dressing, well nice images there. Guess they are a good one to go to for answers.

I forgot to tell you, you'd win every time against me in chess,
but I can play a mean card game.