Good Morning and Good Friday
Now I realize hearing rock music this early in the morning is probably not everyone’s cup of tea/joe/gin/sloe gin/slow joe, or other.
However, I do have a small request and I have
bastardized appropriated stolen this song to illustrate it.
Graphically and Acoustically.
I love all y’all’s comments. (But damnit! they ain’t enuff of ’em)
So… listen to the song (it will wake you up, not necessarily in a good way, but wake you it will. (Little ‘Yoda’ comin’ there at’cha) And please be sure to crank up the volume to get the ‘full benefit’.
And take a sec to comment (good or bad) on my stuff. Well, the stuff you choose to read anyhow, as feedback is the song of my soul. And it is good and it is good for you. That is, if you come here for ‘value’ anyway.
Yes: Take some time; drop a dime; make a rhyme; throw in a lime; give me some time (Friends! Romans! Texans! and ‘others’; Lend me your beers.)
Okay: That made absolutely no sense what-so-ever, but feel me?
Happy Good Friday to all my good friends
Debbie Harry, Call Me Baby. Call me “Collect”
If Your Needs Be.
I will ALWAYS Accept the Charges.
Here is My Ref:
Call Me, Dammit! Et, By the way, je parle français. Je suis bi-illiterate