“I Can’t Run At This Pace For Very Long–
I Must Confess,
I Could Use Some Rest.”
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Snow, Texas (NO) Power & Light,
Abusive Muse:
True Love of My Life,
All Mish-Mashed Together.
Snow Ice-Cream Anyone?
I’m buyin’.
Frank Sinatra – Let It Snow!
Let It Snow!
Let It Snow!
Frank Sinatra – Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
Let It Snow!
Let It Snow!
Here’s To Wishin’
For Hurricane Season
“Dammit Lance! You Must Credit Whoever Constructed This Brilliant Video.”
“Don’t Worry: It is On-My-List of Shit I Need To Do—So Fuk You! I’ll get to it–By-And-By—Goodbye!
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Please God!
I’m Melting!
I’m Melting! – The Wizard of Oz
Ding Dong!
The Witch Is Dead–
Would That It Were True
Wicked Witches and Daemons Haunt My Nightly Sleep
So I Went To Paris:
Jimmy Buffett – Tryin to Reason with Hurricane Season
Cred for Vid–I’ll Find It, But Not Today–-OK?

Vid Share Credit: Retrospective Soundtrack
(An aside: Make No Mistake Katherine Ross is The Most Beautiful Woman In The History of “Woman.”—Precisely Why My MS Muse is Moniker’ed “Katherine.”)
And “The Graduate” is one of the Greatest Movies Ever Made.—Don’t Believe Me?—Just Ask My Muse, Katherine. She’ll Set You Straight as you are picking yourself up off the floor. (Remember, She has that Devastation Right Hook. And, Trust me on this: She Does Not Suffer Fools)
Woke up in Total Darkness
And To The Sound of Silence.
No CNN White Noise.
No computer purring/whirring.
Not even MS Muse Snoring.
WTF?!
Power was out!
Looked out my back door.

Then it all made sense.
Shut the door and went back inside.
Fumbled around and found my flashlight.
Discovered a note pinned to my pillow.
It was from MS Muse (Who else?)
It Read:
“Hey Asshole, (She is so sweet), I am mounting my broom and flying the fuck outta this dump. You may reach me at The Magnuson Hotel (they have a backup generator) once you get this shit sorted and the lights back on.
Meantime, Light a candle and continue working.
I’m watching you. Never think I’m not”
First time I heard this Bill Withers’ Masterpiece, the Radio Man came on immediately after the song had finished and provided his ‘insight:’
He said,
“I counted the ‘I know, I know, I know’s’
Twenty-Four.
And you’re welcome.”
I had to laugh because I was tryin’ to count them too.
I lost count and failed. DJ Man succeeded.
Guess that was why he was spinning records for money.
And I was spinning my wheels in Small-Town Texas World.
For No Money
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And Never Forget Ann Bancroft, aka:
‘Mrs. Robinson’

“Jesus Loves You More Than You Will Know”
I had a ‘Mrs. Robinson’ in My Life (Once)
And A Norma… Desmond
I don’t like to talk about those times…
Although They Still Do Exist
Video Capture Credit: 05vs1
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Added Value For “Upbeat” Happy Purposes Only…
I knew I could use a bloody Mary
Steve
Yer funny.
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Appreciate that.
When the earth heated up like a smelter at the end of the ice age, melting glaciers all the way to Wyoming, was that caused by Trump or pickup driving unwoke deplorables in rural Texas?
I slept till way past noon.
Failed to credit the original poster
tot f hi hi hi hi hi hi k hi hi hi hior “let it snow.
Ip I am such a moron!