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            <title>UH, COULD YA&amp;amp;#8217; PUT A LITTLE BLUR ON THAT?</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[<p>UH, COULD YA&rsquo; PUT A LITTLE BLUR ON THAT?    SHARP FOCUS.   REALITY.  SHARP AS GLASS.  HUMMMM.   THAT&rsquo;S PRETTY DAMN SHARP, HUH?   GET IT?   WHEN REALITY TAKES A NOSE DIVE.....WHERE&rsquo;S THE BLURR? WHERE&rsquo;S THE CAMOUFLAGE?  WHERE&rsquo;S THE &lsquo;SPOONFUL OF SUGAR&rsquo;....TO...&lsquo;HELP THE MEDICINE GO DOWN&rsquo;?  DO YOU? GET IT?  SHARP FOCUSED REALITY....BUTT NAKED....  THERE IT IS, LIKE AN AXE MURDERER,  AT A (WHO&rsquo;S HAPPY?) BIRTHDAY PARTY.  LIKE A JACK HAMMER, IN YOUR DREAMS.  IT GRINS, LIKE WITCHES, STIRRING A BREW.   ITS CACKLE CRACKS, LIKE THIN ICE BENEATH RECKLESS SKATERS, IN WINTER.  IT BREAKS THROUGH, LIKE BRANCHES TOO HEAVY WITH FROZEN SNOW.   IT SNEARS, LIKE IT KNOWS A SECRET.  IT MOCKS ANGUISH.   IT&rsquo;S THE TAR BABY....AND....   THE BRIAR PATCH ALL ROLLED INTO ONE MUCK...OF THORNS AND WET STEAMING HOT TAR.  I&rsquo;M A, &lsquo;CAT ON A HOT TIN ROOF&rsquo;.  UP COMES THE HEAT IN WAVY VISUALS......  LIKE YOU CAN SEE SOMETIMES ON AN ASPHALT HIGHWAY....IN JULY.....IN THE DEEP SOUTH.    JUST THE HARD COLD FACTS, MAAM.     YOU CAN TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO.  YOU CAN TALK ALL DAY, BUT.....  I CAN&rsquo;T HEAR MUCH OF THAT ANYMORE....BEKAWZE....  I&rsquo;M DISTRACTED TO DEATH BY...  THE BIOFILM IN THE BREEZE ......  THE NANOS AND THE GMOs ....  SUPER BUGS WITH EVERLASTING F-ING LIFE....  POLLUTED WATER .... AND POISONED FOOD.  THE CHEM TRAILS....BLOWING OUT THE AIR QUALITY FROM COAST TO COAST.  THEY&rsquo;LL CALL YOU A PARANOID....SAY YOUR HALF CRAZY...  THEN ACCUSE YOU OF TOO MUCH SCI-FI VIEWING....  OR DRUGS .... OR BOTH.....    BUT WE BOTH KNOW BETTER, DON&rsquo;T WE?  WHERE&rsquo;D I PUT MY GOD DAMMED MICROSCOPE ANYWAY?  TELL ME LIFE&rsquo;S A BITCH.  YEAH...EVEN THE LIES ARE WORSE TOO.  CAVALCADES OF OF PROFESSIONAL LIARS AND CHEATS .....  FROM ALL WALKS OF LIFE ....  IN A SMUG PARADE AND THEY&rsquo;RE ALL SHUFFLERS.....  WITH A SHORT DECK OF CARDS ...  NO HEARTS.  I CAN TELL RIGHT OFF  THE TOP THAT I&rsquo;VE GOT A BAD ATTITUDE.   SO WHAT THE ..... HAVE THEY GOT?  &lsquo;JERRY FALWELLS&rsquo; JESUS&rsquo; ....  AND THE FLAG?  INFIDELITY ... AND SOME MOON SHINE OR SOUR MASH WHISKEY.  MEANTIME THEY&rsquo;RE ......  SQUEEZIN&rsquo; FRUITS IN THE CLOSET .....OR IS IT??? ON THE SIDE?   PICK ONE .... ALAN SHORE OR DENNY CRANE.  I&rsquo;LL TAKE BOTH OF THOSE.  PICK ONE .... STILETTO OR SWITCH BLADE KNIFE   BUCK SHOT OR HOLLOW POINT?  SODA STRAW OR VACUUM CLEANER?  AGATE OR MEERSCHAUM?  PRIEST IN A COLLAR OR ELVIS PRESLEY?  LIFE AMONG THE LUNATIC FRINGE OR SUBURBIA?  I MISS PATSY CLINE.  CADILLAC OR AN OUTLAW RV?  OUTLAW RV FOR ME.....  LET&rsquo;S HIT THE ROAD JACK AND MAKE SOME TRACKS.  STUDIO TRACKS ..... OR....   TRACKS ON THE LONG BLACK HIGHWAY.?  BOTH BABY ....  IT&rsquo;S TIME TO ROCK....  FOR A GA-ZILLION GOOD REASONS.  LET&rsquo;S, &lsquo;GET OUTTA TOWN BEFORE SUNDOWN, PARD-NER&rsquo;...LOL  YOU AND ME.....  LET&rsquo;S RIDE THAT SWEET GOOD NOTE TO, &lsquo;INFINITY AND BEYOND&rsquo;  WHO CARES ABOUT LOOKIN&rsquo; BACK?  JUST DRIVE CLEAR THROUGH THE FIREY  RED SUNSET  ....   TILL WE SEE THE SILVER MOON REFLECTING ON A BLACK OCEAN.....  EVERY-THIN&rsquo; ELSE?  WE&rsquo;LL FIND ON THE WAY.   CHANGE IS GOOD.</p>]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2010 16:34:16 -0700</pubDate>
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            <title>COME IN, MY LUSTY BEAUTY</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[Spring..... She brings &#8221;&#732;Rebirth of Life&#8217; ....<br /><br />We can hear the Noise of Spring in Rumbling Thunder....<br /><br />And Sudden Showers.<br /><br />Rain, beating it&#8217;s way into the ground....<br /><br />Rain, playing it&#8217;s rhythm on the old tin roof.<br /><br />Rain on a Sultry Sunday afternoon, just before Twilight...<br /><br />Singing It&#8217;s Song of Arousal to Body.....and Soul.<br /><br />Let&#8217;s Make Love all night ..... <br /><br />While it Rains....<br /><br />Sexy.....Soothing......Beautiful.....Musical....Rain.<br /><br />To  touch a Blood Red Rose....<br /><br />Is to Blush with Pleasure....<br /><br />Feel the Soft Petals....It Came via Blazing Sun and Sensual Rain....<br /><br />All Brought To Us By......Ms. Spring.<br /><br />Even Thorn Pricks let us know we&#8217;re Alive...<br /><br />We creatures of Passion and Pain.<br /><br />Go ahead Ms. Spring...<br /><br />Take my breath away.<br /><br />You always do. <br /><br />Make me do things called &#8221;&#732;Spring Fever&#8217;...<br /><br />Force me to spend countless hours in Shady Places....<br /><br />Drinking Iced Tea with Lemon......And....<br /><br />Raising my Fine Glass ..... to your Radiant ... Glorious .... Splendor.<br /><br />I Crave your Luscious Cool Breezes....<br /><br />I Swoon from your Green .... Honeysuckle Aromas.<br /><br />I am Lost in your Star Filled ....<br /><br />Moody Blue...Crisp Nights.<br /><br />Bedazzled, I surrender.<br /><br />How Rich with Beauty You Are.<br /><br />You Re-Ignite all of our Urgencies and Longings....<br /><br />You Blow us Tender Kisses of New Hope.... <br /><br />I Bid You ..... Stay. <br /><br />Play and Paint the Landscape......and<br /><br />Woo us with your Winsome....Wildish Ways....]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 25 Apr 2010 07:54:07 -0700</pubDate>
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            <title>It&amp;amp;#8217;s Time For Lots of Colorful Lights</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[For the past few days it&#8217;s taken all the self restraint I could muster to keep from dragging out every string of colored lights in this house. Other responsibilities need my attention, so the colorful lights will have to wait for me...and I will have to wait for them.<br /><br />This happens almost every year, but this year it&#8217;s different. Very different. We didn&#8217;t get to spend Christmas at home last year. We didn&#8217;t get to be with our wily but winsome and affectionate cats. Didn&#8217;t get to be with our beautiful pumpkin red dog, who I feel a connection with beyond measure.  We love these animals and call them &#8221;&#732;babies&#8217;. This year we have a puppy who isn&#8217;t quite one year old. He is more than delightful to be with. How can anyone say how special their furry friends are? It&#8217;s impossible to tell. We missed or pets terribly last Christmas. <br /><br />Last year we couldn&#8217;t make the hot chocolate, or the mulled wine. Didn&#8217;t get to play Mannheim Steamroller. Didn&#8217;t string any lights, or play carols. No tree with ornaments. No warm cozy eves, snuggled with secrets of Santa. <br /><br />Instead, we were in Washington DC staying in a hotel. We were waiting for the doctor to tell us the date for Mary&#8217;s angiogram of the brain. You see, after several years of searching for help and answers .... and after several years of receiving neither ... after countless physicians had told Mary that, &#8220;nothing was wrong with her&#8221;... it was discovered that Mary has an aneurysm located deep inside her brain. <br /><br />So there we were somewhere in the vast realm of agonizing uncertainty, where sleep is scarce and dread is plentiful. So there we were .... both trying to be brave and strong.<br /><br />No one else seemed very alarmed by any of these circumstances. Most seemed calm and assured that &#8221;&#732;modern medicine&#8217; could and would do everything necessary. But, after the journey that brought us to this point, there really wasn&#8217;t much consolation in such thoughts for me. I won&#8217;t speak for Mary. We made the best of crippling situation and clung strongly to our love for each other. We refused to allow fear to crush us and instead we tuned in to our spirituality,  praying to leap the dark yawning chasm unscathed. <br /><br />So, we will have our colored lights this year. Every string of lights we&#8217;ve accumulated since 1999 will twinkle and glow somewhere in our home or in our yard. I demand it this year,  because we have so much to be thankful for. We have each other and we have our &#8220;babies&#8221;, and we even have a little puppy who will be seeing sparkling lights for his first time. Most of all, we have love. <br /><br />This year we will mull the wine, bake the bread, play Mannheim Steamroller and we&#8217;ll give thanks for every day and night of sharing and caring with and for each other. We&#8217;ll miss loved ones who have passed away, and those who are gone in some other way. We&#8217;ll love them all, and remember them all, whether they are here on this earth or in the afterlife. We&#8217;ll talk and reminisce about friends and loved ones. We&#8217;ll recall going to see the Nutcracker Suite not just once, but twice, at the Fox Theatre in Atlanta, GA. We&#8217;ll remember going to see the presentation of The Messiah at Atlanta Symphony Hall. We&#8217;ll talk about how our friend D.J. went with us and what a nice time we had. Of course, last but certainly not least, we&#8217;ll recall seeing Mannheim Steamroller in concert, in the Atlanta GA area. What a thrill that was!<br /><br />All the while colored lights we&#8217;ve collected during our 10 year union will be glowing everywhere around us, as a symbol of great thankfulness to the Creator, who, by the way, loves all of us. <br /><br />Here&#8217;s wishing you a very Peaceful and Joyful Holiday Season from our home to yours. Here&#8217;s hoping everyone is safe and &#8221;&#732;so cozy&#8217;. If you live near McAdenville, NC, I hope you get to see the, &#8220;ALL&#8221;,  of it ! When you hear the sounds of hooves on the roof, I hope you remembered to place  the cookies and milk near the tree for Santa. As for me? I just can&#8217;t wait for the organic eggnog. HO! HO! HO! Merry Christmas!]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 08:00:12 -0800</pubDate>
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