Cancer lady, firstly

[SadLuckDame]

I think I might be at the museum next week or somewhere.

Love

[SadLuckDame]

'Glaring'

She's killed cat,
killed the poor cat,
then poisoned the pond
and left nothing behind,
except what's belly-uped.

[stilltrucking]

Thanks for the tango
I am going to dream about Tangos tonight

I was going to post the 'Nature boy clip from that same movie but decided to go with Nat King Cole





Nature Boy" is a song by eden ahbez, published in 1947. The song tells a fantasy of a "strange enchanted boy... who wandered very far" only to learn that "the greatest thing... was just to love and be loved in return".

Song origin
The first two measures of the song's melody parallel the melody of the second movement in Antonín Dvořák's Piano Quintet No. 2 in A, Op. 81 (1887). It is unknown if Ahbez was familiar with Dvořák's piece, or if he arrived at the same melodic idea independently.

The content of the song is based on a 1940s Los Angeles-based group called "Nature Boys," of which ahbez himself was a member.[1]

An alternative origin story appears in the autobiography of Yiddish theater star/producer Herman Yablokoff (excerpted in "Memoirs of the Yiddish Stage"), which states that the melody had been affixed to a lyric called "Shvayg, Mayn Harts" ("Hush, My Heart") which Yablokoff performed in his play "Papirosn" in 1935. [2]
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nature_Boy

That day I walked across Washington DC I was headed to a friends house. When I got there and rang the bell His wife opened the door
and saw me barefootMy full beard and long hair and she called me
'Nature Boy'

Vacations are stressful I think. Unless I could get like a month off. Then you can really get out of the old rut. Otherwise I would feel out of sorts.

Here is the only video I could find by Eden AhBez
unfortunately halfway through it switches to a video of Pat Boone

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[stilltrucking]

You can never tell about Schrödinger's cat

[SadLuckDame]

I know that cat,
what's a cat by a different name?
The same old cat.

I'm sorry I got temperamental and killed him off, I'll think of something to set it rights.

You win, I'm smiles, but I'm the more flirtatious of us two. What was it you'd mentioned about Eve and that fig leaf? Just goes to show a tramp's a tramp is a tramp

[stilltrucking]

'Glaring'

She's killed cat,
killed the poor cat,
then poisoned the pond
and left nothing behind,
except what's belly-uped

I must be twisted cause I liked that bit a lot.

[SadLuckDame]

It's a 2.3.4.5.6.7 done in three minutes, so I sort of liked it too. But, I'm not generally into counting cause it frustrates stream of thought, which is easier. I need to work on it, I love Lewis Carroll's counted pieces and that poem you showed me today was beautiful. I'm in need of much practice.

~Not positive on the 7

Once I told catfish he could jump off a cliff for all I cared, and it was such a lie, but this temper is awful and I felt horrible about it.

[stilltrucking]

I got a temper too, I have learned to deal with it, but there is something else too, a cold bloodedness in me that shocked me the first time I became aware of it.

The difference between a crime of passion and something else.

Astoria Oregon, 1976 first time I realized it.

[SadLuckDame]

Does it make you dangerous?

Not like you'd say so.

Anyway,

[stilltrucking]

Only to myself.
I have left a trail of my own blood from Baltimore to Astoria.

After Astoria I joined a Quaker meeting. the last time I have had a cold thought like that was 1984 in Houston Texas.

I wanted to kill him dame, the one in Astoria. I sat up all night trying to figure out what would be the easiest way to kill him with no muss no fuss. I did not want to see him suffer, I just wanted him dead. I put no thought into gettig away with murder. I was going to kill him and just walk away, if I got caught I got caught.

Then after a long night of cold blooded thoughts in the morning light I decided that it was just my shitty karma and got on the bus for Nashville. Amazing grace, truly

The second time in Houston I made no plans, but I told the guy don't do that again. But I did not tell him what I would do if he hit me again.I have never threatned anybody.
I have written about those incidents a few times on S8.
But these days I am a toothless tiger.
Fear me or I will bore your socks off

going to miss you when I go.

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[stilltrucking]

Death and taxes tonight
don't mind me

[SadLuckDame]

I'm just reading stuffs on the web, and you know I just pop in mr. so and so or whatnots, I never know and usually I don't find anything of interest. Found this though tonight and thought you might get a kick out of it.

Women want a caveman

If you click on the index at the bottom (link) some more there too.

I couldn't help but to ask, it seemed natural for a question. Thanks for clearing me up, too much hauntings lately. A lot of relatives were hung, ancestors anyway, so at least I didn't know them, still creepy blood.

[stilltrucking]

I don't know what women want, Sylvia's mother said it was security.

In the shadows of our minds most men are such simple creatures
Macho Consciousness 101 f*ckit or killit

I like horses, don't know much about them but a friend who is a horse person told me that a mare will "stand" for a stallion or she will not. There is nothing he can do to make her.

A pretty and sad song.

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I always like that song by the Flying Burrito Brothers
Jesus Broke The Wild Horse in My Heart.

[stilltrucking]

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[SadLuckDame]

I'm a woman and I couldn't tell you either. I think we're apt to change our minds too often. Chemistry is biggest I can think of, but not the only thing. I'm too particular. What can I say except that for now...

don't go anywhere Jack, you slipped that one in and I missed it. I'm tired of goodbyes. Did I tell you I'm getting old?

Thanks for keeping the midnight vigil with me. I'm remarkably calm, changed and better for it. Watched that Dylan with the Waterhouse and art three times, what an effect and beautiful. Horses too.

Best I can muster to fix what I'd done.

A picture of my catfish in a safe and secret pond. No one knows of it and so safe like the old cat.

checking up on him...