Opening Stuff:
But, enough politics. This is Romantic Old Fools week! "Think of me, think of me fondly, when we've said goodbye. Remember me once in a while - please promise me you'll try. When you find that, once again, you long to take your heart back and be free - if you ever find a moment, spare a thought for me. / We never said our love was evergreen, or as unchanging as the sea - but if you can still remember stop and think of me... / Think of all the things we've shared and seen - don't think about the way things might have been... / Think of me, think of me waking, silent and resigned. Imagine me, trying too hard to put you from my mind. Recall those days look back on all those times, think of the things we'll never do - there will never be a day, when I won't think of you..." --Thanks to "Phantom", which just brought down the curtain on it's 10,000th performance. Hoorah! :x
I can be pretty cynical when it comes to Hollywood types and celebrities in general But, there was always something about the Whitney Houston tragedy that gave me pause. A little heart ache. Maybe it was her enormous talent and above the fray appearance of her early success. Her positive smile. Bigger than life. A star for the ages. And the resonance of that voice. Oh, the voice. It just pained me t see her rot away under the spell of her slug of a husband Bobby brown. So I mourn Whitney today, from the heart. And, it hurts a little.
In a related story this morning Bobby Brown said on stage last night, "I love you Whitney." And then he cried. Creep! That's why I'm so cynical.
Of course, the big news around here is that last night Gov. Chafee-Lite called an emergency meeting to create a task force that would get the state Treasurer to the $336.4 Million first. The Union leadership is dominating the task force.
Hey Mr. President...The USA has been the "Fairest" country in the history of the world. Stop trying to redefine fair as meaning "something for nothing."
Never stand next a person with a cell phone and a twitter account if you want to keep your life private.
The big controversy in divorces of the future is how to divide up FaceBook friends.
The Question:
Name five songs from Phantom of the Opera.The Headlines:
--al Qaida Jumps In To Support Syrian Protestors; Terrorist Org Participation Creates Problem For USA And UN Support.--RI'er Wins Powerball Millions; It Wasn't Me.
--Romney: "I will not be lectured to by a failed President."
--McConnell Says Obama Budget Fails To Stem Tide Of Runaway Spending.
--Greece Proving That Socialized Give-Away Programs Will Eventually Crumble Cultures.
--China VP Xi Jimping In US For Critical Visit.
--Michelson Dominates Woods To Win Pebble Beach; Pat's belichick Comes In Third In Amateur Event.
--Houston Said To have Died From Mixture Of Xanax, Other Drugs And Alcohol.
It was a quiet room, a small room, with corners and floors described by shadows from flickering candles. The silloutes on the bare, rough plastered walls seemed to glow beyond the dimness of the Kentucky cold winter evening. There were smiles on the faces and a feeling of love in the hearts of the parents Nancy and Thomas looking down at the infant, sleeping, born just yesterday. Abraham Lincoln looked back with wide unseeing eyes. Who knew?
I thought LCool-J was a class act last night and handled the Grammies better than most have or would have. He set the perfect tone for the evening with sadness in the background -- which could have become an over the top celebrity fawn feast. The night was full of treats starting with an energetic Springsteen and highlighted by pure unadulterated talent -- Adele. Jennifer Hudson got the tears flowing and showed her vivacious talent with a tribute to Whitney. McCartney was Ok, and the beach Boy 50th was nostalgic and kind of sad at the same time. Glen Campbell was lively and somehow got all the words right (Phew). Foo Fighters showed why they and Adele were the big award winners. As one observer noted, there are still plenty of singers who can stop a show with their talent as opposed to weird costumes and smoke and lighted mirrors. Oh yeah, and then there was Chris Brown in an underwhelming performance that had the audience cheering -- for a wife beater. But, hey. I'm not cynical.
I don't have any Northface clothing. Does that make me a bad person?
With all that is going on in the worldwide economy, the creeping price of gas here could be the real monkey wrench.
Only in New York -- This is a phrase which only last week I listed as one most irritable to me. But I have to retract a bit. Only in New York can a Jeremy Lin become an instant mega-star after five games of basketball. But then, if New Yorkers didn't have fads to rush to, they'd be jumping off high buildings.
The guy hoping to buy a new stereo system was looking for sound advice from the salesperson.
Twitter would be a good idea if there weren't so many of the mindless using it
The Prez decided not to intrude on Freedom of Religion. Instead he is intruding on private enterprise by demanding Insurance companies give away services for nothing. What a guy?
After all of the beautiful piano concertos, I always come back to Beethoven's 4th. There's just something about the blending between the piano and the orchestra there that I don't sense some of the other great ones.
One thing I can't comprehend at all is why the answer to the question, "Are you Pro-Life?", isn't, "Of course!".
A discriminating prehistoric animal is called a connoissaur!
Do you feel it! It's coming. The equipment trucks are on the road, and within a week we'll being hearing new sounds form the south -- leather spheres smacking into leather mitts!
Whitney Houston just finished making a movie which is set for release this Summer. Somebody in the executive producer suite is shouting Thank you God. Who me, cynical?
10 years or so from now today's kids will be in their 20's protesting the out of control data collecting behemoth FaceBook. And it's 1984 all over again.
Every once in a while it is essential for a Tids writer to go out and shop in a variety of stores to learn if there is anything going on in the world other than what's in his head.
Almost Near: Chapter 60 continues. --"I'm glad you kids talked me into that ice cream. It was yummy-licious!" The kids Shiela and Rebecca laughed and the three traded high fives. Not bad for starters, thought Tucker as he tried to assay the degree of difficulty of manipualting this two-some. It would be tough, he thought. But, I dealt with their father. And, he never knew what hit him.
"So, who are you again?" Rebecca the older, tougher sounding girl stared unflinchingly into Tuckers eyes. He sister stared at her as if saying, "Yeah, who."
"Well," the smiling effervescent Tucker started. "I am your Mom 's oldest friend. I've know her since she was a great baseball player at 12 years old." The kids smiled at that.
"I'm twelve," started Shiela, but we didn't do much like that at our house." Then she teared suddenly. "Is mom all right?" She couldn't continue.
Rebecca grabbed her wrist and squeazed for comfort, like she always had taking care of her sister. We lived in a tough place, but Mom always tired to make us smile, no matter what." She looked off. "Mom only looked happy when she sat by the window looking out, like she was dreaming of someplace else."
"Tucker nodded like he understood, like he was a good friend of the two. He reached over and touched Rebecca's hand. She yanked away and stared at him.
The Answer:
"Think of Me" was the name of the song quoted in the opening Tid. Others in this lineup of beautiful music are Angel of Music, Little Lotte, The Mirror, Phantom of the Opera, Music of the Night, All I ask of you, Why have you Brought Me Here, Poor Fool - He makes Me Laugh, and I Remember.Well, tomorrow is the big red heart day! And, wouldn't you know that this morning I read a story about how to eat healthy at a romantic Valentine's Day dinner. What a country! Somebody is always there to take care of the this misguided soul.
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