Shine on me sunshine walk with me world it's a zip-a-dee-doo-dah day I'm the happiest girl in the whole USA
Good morning morning, hello sunshine, wake up sleepy head Why'd we move that bo-jangle clock so far away from the bed Just one more minute, that's why we moved it, one more hug or two Do you love wakin' up next to me as much as I love wakin' up next to you
You make the coffee I'll make the bed, I'll fix your lunch and you'll fix mine Now tell me the truth do these old shoes look funny? honey it's almost nine Now you'll be careful gotta go I love you, have a beautiful day And kiss the happiest girl in the whole USA
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah thank you Lord for making him for me Thank you for letting life turn out the way that I always thought it could be There once was a time when I could not imagine how it would feel to say I'm the happiest girl in the whole USA
Shine on me sunshine walk with me world it's a skip-a-dee-doo-dah day I'm the happiest girl in the whole USA Shine on me sunshine...
how fast 3 minutes seem to pass these days when all your sacrifices haven't changed a thing how fast your life will seem to disappear away when you finally wake up from your sleep
the third of June; A Day of Rememberance
Category: Life
It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty Delta day I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was balin' hay And at dinner time we stopped and walked back to the house to eat And Mama hollered out the back door "y'all remember to wipe your feet" And then she said "I got some news this mornin' from Choctaw Ridge" "Today Billy Joe MacAllister jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
And Papa said to Mama as he passed around the blackeyed peas "Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please" "There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow" And Mama said it was shame about Billy Joe, anyhow Seems like nothin' ever comes to no good up on Choctaw Ridge And now Billy Joe MacAllister's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge
And Brother said he recollected when he and Tom and Billie Joe Put a frog down my back at the Carroll County picture show And wasn't I talkin' to him after church last Sunday night? "I'll have another piece of apple pie, you know it don't seem right" "I saw him at the sawmill yesterday on Choctaw Ridge" "And now you tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
And Mama said to me "Child, what's happened to your appetite?" "I've been cookin' all morning and you haven't touched a single bite" "That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today" "Said he'd be pleased to have dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way" "He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge" "And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin' off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
A year has come 'n' gone since we heard the news 'bout Billy Joe And Brother married Becky Thompson, they bought a store in Tupelo There was a virus going 'round, Papa caught it and he died last Spring And now Mama doesn't seem to wanna do much of anything And me, I spend a lot of time pickin' flowers up on Choctaw Ridge
And drop them into the muddy water off the Tallahatchie Bridge
my final blog
Current mood: calm
Category: i never stray too far from the sidewalk Life
HAHA just kidding, this is by no means my last blog. it's just a blog about "finality". im sure many of us have noticed that silly advertisement here on myspace, "when will you die? click here and find out" (im not sure what the add is for, wataburger perhaps)
Recently a friend unearthed and gave to me a page I wrote when i was 17 years old. I read it one more time and promptly felt embarrassed and threw that shit OUT baby! My advice to you is, NEVER write anything down!
With that in mind, and a stack of old journals over there taunting me with their retardo minutia of years of my goofy journaling, I propose this to anyone else who would care to jettison all moldy old memories, recorded badly: a journal-burn. A burnal. of course, anything else is fair game too: old drawings & sketchbooks, unfinished projects, canvases, whatever. Come on, it will be fun and cleansing! I know of a place in the Austin vicinity where we can bonfire it up! Let me know if you're interested and I can arrange it. Also, I invite others from out of town to come in and join in the burnstivities.
Also, while I am pontificating on the finality of things, I should probably make a public record of what my wishes would be when that time comes that I go on my "journey". Don't worry, i intend to be here long time, and don't get all suspicious on me and run around knocking on wood or licking a frog or whatever. Believe me, if i could make something- anything- happen just byu saying or writing it...... fill in the blank.
OK so here goes. My wishes are:
1] to be cremated, after all harvest-worthy organs have been taken and distributed; 2] that you spread my ashes where ever you want- someplace nice- just don't leave that dirt laying around; 3] that in no way should i have a funeral or service or a gathering or anything formal, and certainly not anything that can be remotely construed as religious. Just think of me every now & then when you're having fun, or napping, or listening to Moonlight Sonata that my pal Ludwig Beethoven wrote. that's all i want. (funerals are FINAL and then they're over. I am greedy enough to want more time that that); 4] that Tammy gets all my stuff, unless my family members ask for specific things first; 5] for no resuscitation, no prolonging my on drugs and machines, etc. If I cannot talk or think or move, yall need to fire up the cremator.
I think that's really it. If you have any questions please ask.
Remember people, I plan to be here a long more times, I just have been thinking about getting stuff in writing. So when I say NEVER WRITE ANYTHING DOWN, you should at least write down your exit plans if for no other reason than to stay out of a ridiculous church funeral when you're finally getting some well needed rest!
I am listening to DAS SCHABEN by Einsturzende Neubauten on the stereo, and BECAUSE OF YOU by Kelly Clarkson from my itunes.
Currently
listening
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Halber Mensch
By
Einstürzende Neubauten
Release date: 2006-10-23
this fucking computer is like a brick wall inches away from my face.
hey Austin: I cannot believe that you don't want to start a fucking great punk rock band with me! I will sing, we will practice every tuesday, we'll rock. think: woody guthrie, black sabbath, x, the cramps, throbbing gristle, janis joplin..
Currently
listening
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Pearl
By
Janis Joplin
Release date: 2007-10-08
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