And his wife wrote a poem that became the basis for "Cat's In The Cradle;" the song is credited to both Chapins.
And then after he died, she wrote a poem called "Cat's in the Pinto."
Hermanos! The devil has built a robot!
Numero Cinco ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
tommyrot - Oct 25, 2005 12:53:22 pm PDT #519 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
dw - Oct 25, 2005 12:54:36 pm PDT #520 of 10003
Silence means security silence means approval
I didn't know either of those things, Dylan. Huh.
I always get Croce and Chapin reversed, since they were both big-time singer-songwriters, both political, and both died in crashes. It's just that Croce died eight years before Chapin, and Croce's career was at its height while Chapin's was winding down.
tommyrot - Oct 25, 2005 12:55:50 pm PDT #521 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I had thought that Croce wasn't well known outside the Chicago area when he died.
Also, you don't tug on Superman's cape.
Lee - Oct 25, 2005 1:00:46 pm PDT #522 of 10003
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Or spit into the wind.
dw - Oct 25, 2005 1:07:06 pm PDT #523 of 10003
Silence means security silence means approval
I had thought that Croce wasn't well known outside the Chicago area when he died.
"Bad Bad Leroy Brown" was #1 two months before he died. Sure you're not thinking of Goodman?
And oh, you don't pull the mask off that ol' Lone Ranger.
Aims - Oct 25, 2005 1:17:05 pm PDT #524 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.
And you don't mess around with Jim.
Aims - Oct 25, 2005 2:54:09 pm PDT #525 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.
DCJensen - Oct 25, 2005 3:58:30 pm PDT #526 of 10003
All is well that ends in pizza.
Or Slim, for that matter.
Cashmere - Oct 25, 2005 4:37:04 pm PDT #527 of 10003
Now tagless for your comfort.
Flipping channels and came across Grave of the Fireflies on AZN. It left me a sobbing puddle on my couch.
Stoopid hormones.
Aims - Oct 25, 2005 5:00:39 pm PDT #528 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.
My sister is having a good week. She got a job that met all her demands, despite being sketch at first. And she found a boy.
Not bad for only 8 weeks in LA.