the tower
standing still
reaching high
solidly built
I know why...
safely secure
thickly made
defensive position
because I'm afraid...
barring admittance
keeping away
emotional safety
at the end of the day...
hopefully looking
rampart pacing
eagerly searching
my heart is racing...
heartfelt words
lifelong wishes
taking chances
I know what the gist is...
waiting still
seeing chances
taking them
my heart it dances...
Here are some pictures Pap-pa had of himself while he was serving in Italy during WWII. His personal handwritten comments from the back of the photos are included.
I miss Pap-pa...
(ok if AOL loses this pic one more time I will climb a bell tower...)
Here are some pics I took (or my family took) a long time ago that I just scanned into my laptop...
aol ate these pictures... :(
GUNFIGHT AT WM CORRAL
Wal-Mart Sam rode into town
and all the prices did fall down
Local men tried to attack
but Wal-Mart Sam fired back
He killed one, he killed them all
and then the bodies began to fall
Down at the local business landing
not one store was still left standing
Wal-mart Sam won the day
and now we all are going to pay
No one came to the local's aid
and now there's no place left to trade
If you bow to Wal-Mart Sam
(and I never will by God Damn)
You can buy cheap goods cheap
and all the local money will heap
at the boots of this dirty weevil
and all his cronies down at B-ville
So sorry for the lack of choices
and all the crying of all the voices
of all the people out of work
by this one discounting jerk
So take your pennies you did pinch
and give them to the B-Ville Grinch
and learn to like his inferior products
and all the hardship that you bought us
So wave goodbye as he rides away
with all our money at the end of the day
(please forgive the bitterness and forced rhymes)
Here is a song Ed Koger wrote about an incident where Riley Alley invited Quantrill to a ball so that the Union Soldiers could capture the famous Guerrilla fighter...
Old Rile Alley gave a ball,
The Feds came down and took us all
Over the ice and over the snow--
Sing-Song Kitty, won't you kiss-me-o!
Old Rile Alley gave a ball,
Planned to catch Quantrill and bushwack all,
But Quant was smart and didn't go---
Sing-Song Kitty, won't you kiss-me-o!
Here is a poem my Pap-pa taught me...
In days of old
when Knights were bold
and toilets weren't invented
they'd lay their load
beside the road
and go along well contented
(OK, IT IS OFFICIAL, I HATE AOL, I HAVE TO DOWNLOAD AND ORGANIZE ALL THE PICS AGAIN BECAUSE AOL KEEPS LOSING MY PICS OFF OF MY JOURNAL................)
I wrote this for a friend of mine...
Won't you come back to me?
the winter sun is rising
the winter day is shining
Won't you come back to me
a January wind is blowing
a January sky is snowing
Won't you come back to me
the winter sun is setting
the winter day is jetting
Won't you come back to me
the January moon is rising
the January stars are shining
Won't you come back to me
a winter man is sleeping
a winter dream is leaping
Won't you come back to me
a January's day...
a winter's stay...
please come back to me
TODAY
today is the day
that yesterday
seemed so far away
tomorrow will be
not so bad for me
the future is wide open...
Music and poetry can change your life...
i just found out that 7 of my 15 stores are closing for sure, and my district is being eliminated, anyone need a dsm with 14 yrs experience?
"THAT'S A DOLLAR COVER" <~~~~~~~~~my ill spent youth
Every Tuesday down at Shattered was Stephens Night. Kind of a rich college girl's version of Ladies Night. I went religiously. New Wave, Punk, House, Acid House, Techno, Hip Hop, Rock, Goth. I danced to it all. It was wonderful. Friday and Saturday night was more of the same. I was in Columbia for over 10 yrs and I saw three crops of Stephen's Girls go thru town. It was a great time. Here are some pictures I took one night down at my favorite dance spot...
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(the sound of a locked door splintering under the assault of an ax)
::pokes my face thru the hole in the door::
"Herrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre's Johnny!"
1) finish my laundry
2) clean my place
3) get an oil change
4) pick up dry cleaning
5) pick up parents
Here is a list of all of my fun boxers:
JOE BOXERS:
black, blue and green plaid, blue and grey plaid, black with little grey handcuffs with blue trim, blue with soccorballs / baseballs / golfballs / basketballs / nuts / and screws all over it, white with colorful dots and the JB smiley face surrounded by the "atomic orbit" so that the smiley face looks like an atom (kind of like a nerdy Twister graphic), and 2 pairs of yellow with the JB smiley face graghic on the front (::shrugs:: I like smiley faces)
BIG DOGS:
2 pairs of grey with the BG dog graphic and the phrases of "You talkin' to me?" and "That's Mister BigDog to you"
BODY BY JAKE:
2 pair of grey boxer/briefs
CHEROKEE:
red with little chinesse take out boxes and chop sticks on it, and blue with fortune cookies on it
LISCENSED BOXERS:
The Simpsons lite blue with the phrase "Greetings from Springfield USA" on it with all the Simpsons characters inside the outline of the word Springfield, SpongeBob Squarepants blue with the SpongeBob NerdyPants graphic all over it, The Flintstones orange with black irregular dots and a "caveman" looking tie on the fly (it looks just like what Fred wore on the show), Spiderman black with Spidermen character graphic all over it, and Daredevil deep blue with DareDevil character graphic and the phrase "Daredevil Man Without Fear" on it
ADDICTION:
white covered in smiley faces, blue covered in tropical fish, blue covered in Koi, and 2 pairs of black covered with little red ants (some are carrying a bit of a cracker, an olive, and a strawberry)
FUN BOXERS:
black completely covered in smiley faces such that it appears yellow, grey with little black ants on it (David<~~~~~~~Likes ants), orange with the phrase "Property Of The State Penttentiary" written all over it, and black with the phrase "Relax I'm a Professional" all over it
and as an added bonus...
SLEEP PANTS:
navy blue with eight balls and a frog sitting on top of them all over them, navy blue with the Underdog character all over it, and black with red ants all over it
I am the Captian of my own dreams
I close my eyes
and I am at sea
to sleep so deep
to be so free
I ride the waves
in my hooker black
I see the horizon
I don't look back
Gently swaying
on tossing waves
I fall asleep
it's rest I crave
So wave good bye
and say farewell
I'll sleep all night
till all is well...
Here is the list of what I bought at Dierbergs...
1 carton of Strawberry juice
1 carton of Concord Grape juice
2 gals of 2% Milk
4 bottles of Fritz's Root Beer
1 can Spam Lite
2 Red Onions
1 box of pre-cooked Sausage Patties
1 bag of roasted/salted Peanuts
1 Honeycrisp Apple
2 Tangelo Oranges (already ate them)
1 box of Crackers
2 lbs of thickly sliced All Beef Bologna
1 loaf of Italian Bread
8 Onion Buns
6 Thomas English Muffins
(and a partridge in a pear tree.............)
And for those of you that think I am not eating healthy, please note the "Lite" Spam....
THE JANUARY MOON
AN EVENING SKY
A PERFECT BLACK
CRISP STILL NIGHT
LONE STAR PIERCES
THE WINTER SCENE
LIKE A PHANTOM
MY BREATH CURLS
AND RIBBONS UP
INTO THE NIGHT
AND I SEE
THE FULL MOON
LIT SO BRIGHT
CIRCLE OF IVORY
SHINING ON HIGH
A PALE HALO
SURROUNDS THE SPHERE
AND I NOTICE
IT WATCHES ME
AS I STROLL
A HALF SMILE
CROSSES MY FACE
BECAUSE I KNOW
THE WORLD MOVES
AND TIME PASSES
ALL IS OK
EVEN FOR ME
AND I SMILE
A poem for Susan...
With eyes a twinkling and a laughing smile
Her voice so sweet, without any guile
With her loving nature and protecting arms
She raised her family and kept them from harm
With her creamy skin and auburn hair
I surprised myself and began to care
Where this will lead us, where this will go
I'm haven't a clue, but I'd like to know
So I'm sitting back and taking it easy
following my heart
to see
where it
leads me...
"left right left right left..."
(putting one foot in front of the other)
DAVID<~~~~~~~~~~~~~moving onwards
another one gone, another one gone, another one bites the dust...
Sitting here enjoying the quiet of an early Saturday morning, the only sounds are the ticking of my clocks and my wind chimes out on the balconey...
Good morning everyone!
David
To see the older journal entries, you need to click on the link in the upper right hand corner and then choose either November or December 2003! then hit GO and it will take you there...
David
poem for today
the day is new
the day was long
my time is now
my time is gone
I see before me
I see behind
I'm out of chances
I'm out of time
I turn to see it
I turn away
I look tomorrow
I look today
to find my love
to find my heart
it's time to quit
it's time to start
so say hello
or say goodbye
I'll never quit
I'll always try
