I don't know who half of you are anymore.
erinaceous, please re-burn and re-send the Angus and moonlit CDs to Mr. boucher. Iffn you can't find them, tommyrot, please be on deck for emergency CD replacing.
shakes head.
Willow ,'Same Time, Same Place'
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
I don't know who half of you are anymore.
erinaceous, please re-burn and re-send the Angus and moonlit CDs to Mr. boucher. Iffn you can't find them, tommyrot, please be on deck for emergency CD replacing.
shakes head.
bicyclops or tommyrot? did you receive the Angus and moonlit CDs?
Yes, it is all my fault. My iBook was unable to rip one track from one CD, so I was meaning to try other software and/or computers... but I haven't gotten around to it. I'll try again, and if I can't get it to work I'll come back and beg bicyclops for another copy.
Sorry....
Damn you, bon bon! I was going to make the Rakoff testosterone comment!
wait, you never sent them to joe? He is a lying liar who lies.
"Joe Lies". That's a good title for a song. Somebody should write that.
Ha HA! For one shining moment, I beat you in TALiana! t /nerds
In Karen Tyler's Finger Lakes book there's a picture of her beating the snot out of me when she stopped in Canandaigua. That beating I kinda liked.
Did she used a pink flamingo?
It has a nice double-meaning, as "lies" can be a verb or a noun.
"It's a song full of Joe-lies."
but his life reads like a blues cliche.
That's because most of the cliches come from his life. With a strong helping of Robert Johnson.
Well that clears that up then. Have now moved on to Lipscomb though who is just breaking my heart.