<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:22:47.400-05:00</updated><category term='Beatles'/><category term='songs'/><category term='Biden'/><category term='McCain'/><category term='stogie'/><category term='Little Saint Nick'/><category term='Crane'/><category term='love songs'/><category term='Oprah'/><category term='Poole'/><category term='joe lieberman'/><category term='smokey robinson'/><category term='elections'/><category term='small business'/><category term='change'/><category term='cajun boy in the city'/><category term='Otis Redding'/><category term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category term='hope'/><category term='Happy New Year~~I Can See Clearly Now'/><category term='Stevie Wonder'/><category term='Presidents'/><category term='Santa'/><category term='Boston Legal'/><category term='Donny Hathaway'/><category term='Scotch'/><category term='cupid'/><category term='Temptations'/><category term='Clintons'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='family'/><category term='political'/><category term='joe biden'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='Bill richardson'/><category term='Barenaked Ladies'/><category term='Chrismtas'/><category term='ABC'/><category term='superman'/><category term='miracles'/><category term='five for fighting'/><category term='2001'/><category term='Schmidt'/><category term='Internationa; Womens&apos; Day'/><category term='CEOs'/><category term='politics'/><category term='Feliz Navidad'/><category term='September 11'/><category term='Palin'/><category term='government'/><category term='music'/><category term='Johnny Nash'/><category term='Joy to the World'/><category term='Conturs'/><category term='flying'/><category term='I Am Woman'/><category term='history'/><category term='U2'/><category term='Mariah Carey'/><category term='Dusty Springfield'/><category term='David E. Kelley'/><category term='vote'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Halloween songs'/><category term='strangers'/><category term='Jimi Hendrix'/><category term='happy feet'/><category term='Byrds'/><category term='John Mellencamp'/><category term='john kerry'/><category term='George Benson'/><category term='Elf&apos;s'/><category term='Colin Powell'/><category term='ION'/><title type='text'>Just.....a wee bit</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-4648902980239165955</id><published>2011-03-08T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T20:33:07.903-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Am Woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dusty Springfield'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internationa; Womens&apos; Day'/><title type='text'>International Women's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Q3iorVlGPR4?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I know this song was done by Helen Reddy~~but I love the way Dusty does it. She had such a voice and gives this song all the nuances that I feel were missing from Helen's.&amp;nbsp;Just for a wee bit, close your eyes and listen to her go~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-4648902980239165955?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/4648902980239165955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=4648902980239165955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/4648902980239165955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/4648902980239165955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2011/03/international-womens-day.html' title='International Women&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Q3iorVlGPR4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-128319857921652328</id><published>2011-02-13T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T19:11:22.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>....And My Heart Sings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XCHgLElEKh8/TVhmhJjffUI/AAAAAAAAA0s/XPddpxjTRl0/s1600/moondancing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XCHgLElEKh8/TVhmhJjffUI/AAAAAAAAA0s/XPddpxjTRl0/s1600/moondancing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Three things are needed for a good life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;good friends, good food and a good song."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jason Zebehazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Love Love Love~~~it's&amp;nbsp;in the air. I don't think you need one special day to show how you feel about someone....but I did want&amp;nbsp;to let Fella know not just how I feel about him, but&amp;nbsp;how he makes me feel.&amp;nbsp;Do I hear music? There are millions of love songs, narrowing it down wasn't easy.&amp;nbsp;It's not the song that is important,&amp;nbsp;the singer of the song is critical.. Pick the wrong singer and it&amp;nbsp;might&amp;nbsp;not give it&amp;nbsp;the feeling, or meaning, you want to convey. After listening to many songs, and reading the lyrics....here's&amp;nbsp;the Valentine CD&amp;nbsp;I put together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Make Loving Fun&lt;/strong&gt; ~~Fleetwood Mac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sweet wonderful you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You make me happy with the things that you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh, can it be so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This feeling follows me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Wherever I go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Were Meant for Me&lt;/strong&gt;~~Donny Hathaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Never did one thing to hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pIfqEatPLKQ/TVhlfX3QxXI/AAAAAAAAA0U/wTDnvLsMO3s/s1600/hnm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="100" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pIfqEatPLKQ/TVhlfX3QxXI/AAAAAAAAA0U/wTDnvLsMO3s/s200/hnm.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You always understood my ways~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Make Me Feel Like Dancing&lt;/strong&gt;~~Leo Sayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You take me higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm gonna catch on fire 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You make me feel like dancing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do I Do&lt;/strong&gt;~~Stevie Wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My life has been waiting for your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My arms have been waiting for your love to arrive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My heart has been waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My soul anticipating you love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fly Me to the Moon&lt;/strong&gt;~~Frank Sinatra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Fill my life with song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Let me sing forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You are all I long for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;All I worship and adore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In other words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I love...you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Feel the Earth Move&lt;/strong&gt;~~Carole King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh darling, when you're near me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And you tenderly call my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I know that my emotions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Are something that I just can't tame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ain't No Mountain High Enough~~&lt;/strong&gt;Marvin Gaye&amp;nbsp;and Tammi Terrell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aW0syreWICQ/TVhmWuMLHvI/AAAAAAAAA0o/SO3RXhbe1oo/s1600/mh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="124" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aW0syreWICQ/TVhmWuMLHvI/AAAAAAAAA0o/SO3RXhbe1oo/s200/mh.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If you need me, call me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;no matter where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;now matter how far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;just call my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'll be there in a hurry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;you don't have to worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Till There Was You&lt;/strong&gt;~~Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There was love all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But I never heard it singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;No I never heard it at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Till there was you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Into the Mystic&lt;/strong&gt;~~Van Morrison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I just want to rock your gypsy soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Just like the way back days of old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And together we will float into the mystic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Say a Little Prayer for You&lt;/strong&gt;~~Dionne Warwick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;At work I just take time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;and all through my coffee break time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tw9y9oDYeas/TVhlTnYaQXI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/WTJkSamu-28/s1600/clef.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tw9y9oDYeas/TVhlTnYaQXI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/WTJkSamu-28/s200/clef.jpg" width="162" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I say a little prayer for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Forever and ever you'll stay in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And I will love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't You Hear My Heartbeat&lt;/strong&gt;~~Herman's Hermits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When I feel you put your arms around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Then I'm glad, I'm mighty glad I found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chances Are&lt;/strong&gt;~~Bob Seeger&amp;nbsp;and Martina McBride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I remember clearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;How you looked the night we met,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I recall your laughter and your smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I remember how you made me feel so at ease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I remember your grace, your style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And now you're all I long to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You've come to mean so much to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Take My Breath Away&lt;/strong&gt;~~Rex Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There are words for the magic of a sunrise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Only none of them will do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;For you, you take my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Cross My Heart&lt;/strong&gt;~~George Strait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Our love is unconditional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We knew it from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I see it in your eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You can feel it from my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Burning Love&lt;/strong&gt;~~Elvis Presley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Your kisses lift me higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Like the sweet song of a choir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You light my morning sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;With burning love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;('Till) I Kissed Ya'&lt;/strong&gt;~~~Everly Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UOrHdaOsNwI/TVhuZBy5ecI/AAAAAAAAA08/cFfsf5RHtzs/s1600/hrtsong1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UOrHdaOsNwI/TVhuZBy5ecI/AAAAAAAAA08/cFfsf5RHtzs/s1600/hrtsong1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Never knew what I missed till I kissed ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Things have really changed since I kissed ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My life's not the same&amp;nbsp;now that&amp;nbsp;I kissed ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mmm, you got a way about ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Now I can't live without ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Way You Do the Things You Do~~&lt;/strong&gt;Temptations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You really swept me off my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You make my life complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You made my life so bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You make me feel all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The way you do the things you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bless the Broken Road&lt;/strong&gt;~~Rascal Flatts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This much I know is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That God blessed the broken road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That led me straight to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The More I See You~~&lt;/strong&gt;Nat King Cole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Can you imagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;How much I'll love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The more I see you as years go by?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I know the only one for me can only be you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My arms won't free you, and my heart won't try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the Misty Moonlight&lt;/strong&gt;~~Dean Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In the misty moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;By the&amp;nbsp;flickering firelight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyplace is alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Long as I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Make Me Feel So Young&lt;/strong&gt;~~Frank Sinatra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And even when I'm old and grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm gonna feel the way I do today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;'Cause you make me feel so young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knocks Me Off My Feet&lt;/strong&gt;~~Stevie Wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But there's something 'bout your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That makes me weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And knocks me off my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some Kind of Wonderful&lt;/strong&gt;~~Drifters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I just know when I'm in your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This world is a happy place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And something happens to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Some kind of wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have I Told You Lately ~~&lt;/strong&gt;Van Morrison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And you fill my heart with laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You make it better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ease my troubles that's what you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't Help Falling in Love~~~&lt;/strong&gt;Elvis Presley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Some things are meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Take my hand, take my whole life too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;For I can't help falling in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Woman~~&lt;/strong&gt;Aretha Franklin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;...And if I make you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't need to do more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grow Old With You~~&lt;/strong&gt;Adam Sandler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Carry you around when your arthritis is bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh all I wanna do is grow old with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2KG-Qs88td0/TVhoY2VOlDI/AAAAAAAAA0w/mPq7PoM7llg/s1600/doub.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="146" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2KG-Qs88td0/TVhoY2VOlDI/AAAAAAAAA0w/mPq7PoM7llg/s200/doub.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Build you a fire if the furnace breaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh it could be so nice to grow old with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'll miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Kiss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Give you my coat when you are cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Feed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Even let ya hold the remote control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Put you to bed when you've had too much to drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I could be the woman that grows old with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I wanna grow old with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That's what it's all about, wanting to grow old together. Adam Sandler puts it all in a nutshell....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There you have it. The songs with the lyrics that&amp;nbsp;say how my Fella makes me feel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh~~word of caution here, if you decide to put your own&amp;nbsp;love CD together, here are some you just might want to leave off:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love the One You're With&lt;/strong&gt; ~~Stephen Stills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If you can't be with the one love, love the one you're with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;**Really now~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Stinks&lt;/strong&gt;~~J. Geils Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You love her, she loves him and he loves somebody else~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;**yep, love stinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For~~&lt;/strong&gt;U2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;**No matter how great this song is,&amp;nbsp;the title alone&amp;nbsp;makes it a no no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Give Love a Bad Name~~&lt;/strong&gt;Bon Jovi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Shot though the heart and you're to blame.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;**Enough reason to rethink this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's Love Got to Do With It~~&lt;/strong&gt;Tina Turner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;What's&amp;nbsp; love but a second hand emotion....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;**I love Tina, but this one&amp;nbsp;does not belong on a&amp;nbsp;romantic CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every Breath You Take~~&lt;/strong&gt;Police&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;**Stalker song, eww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suspicious Minds~~&lt;/strong&gt;Elvis Presley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Why can't you see what you're dong to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When you don't believe a word I say....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;**Not&amp;nbsp;a song&amp;nbsp;to convey love and trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've Lost That Loving Feeling~~&lt;/strong&gt;Righteous Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;**No matter how much you love Top Gun, don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Run for Your Life~~&lt;/strong&gt;Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, I'd rather see you dead, little girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;**Wishing someone dead can definitely send the wrong message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;For just a wee bit, embrace the&amp;nbsp;sentiment of the day~~and keep&amp;nbsp;that feeling&amp;nbsp;everyday, and dance.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u1LURJ6WCmY/TVhlnZtMLjI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/hD80TlznYYc/s1600/dancing-couple-moonlight-dance.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have a great Valentine's Day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="486" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u1LURJ6WCmY/TVhlnZtMLjI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/hD80TlznYYc/s640/dancing-couple-moonlight-dance.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-128319857921652328?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/128319857921652328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=128319857921652328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/128319857921652328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Nash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy New Year~~I Can See Clearly Now'/><title type='text'>Happy Belated 2011~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pD5MxYVwkXM?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Goodby to 2010, it was not a very good year for me~~but looking forward, for just a wee bit, &amp;nbsp;to 2011! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Wishing you all peace, joy and love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-8450332117184097236?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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God Bless You and keep you safe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-3256605385968848256?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/3256605385968848256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=3256605385968848256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/3256605385968848256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/3256605385968848256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2010/11/american-soldier-toby-keith-tribute.html' title='American Soldier- Toby Keith (tribute)'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-49747830668574251</id><published>2010-10-31T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T13:40:29.735-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Happy Rocking Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Don't go around tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It's bound to be your death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;There's a bad moon on the rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;CCR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TMiCR7KTNaI/AAAAAAAAAw4/0FG-0SNS6y8/s1600/ds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TMiCR7KTNaI/AAAAAAAAAw4/0FG-0SNS6y8/s200/ds.jpg" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TMiCFnN1XHI/AAAAAAAAAw0/dULGDrL0xO4/s1600/zom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TMiCFnN1XHI/AAAAAAAAAw0/dULGDrL0xO4/s200/zom.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;My favorite time of year! The crisp fall weather, leaves falling, the beautiful sunsets as the sky glows pink, orange, yellow~~and of course the excitement of Halloween. I have always loved Halloween, can't explain it, just makes me happy.&amp;nbsp;When the&amp;nbsp;girls&amp;nbsp;were little, &amp;nbsp;we used to decorate the house and make it spooky, each make a scarecrow to "hang out" on the front lawn, Halloween day we would&amp;nbsp;put on a pot of chili, make cornbread, grab&amp;nbsp;about a dozen (or more) pumpkins, knifes, scooper's, candles, set&amp;nbsp;up on the picnic table and start carving them out, all different kinds of faces and forms. While I keep most of that tradition going, my favorite is still the pumpkin carving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TMjsZobkCyI/AAAAAAAAAxM/pq8I9Bfljs8/s1600/bct.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TMjsZobkCyI/AAAAAAAAAxM/pq8I9Bfljs8/s1600/bct.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;To&amp;nbsp;have&amp;nbsp;a festive Halloween day, you have got to have the right music. If you aren't in the mood~~forget it. Every year I make&amp;nbsp;a Halloween CD that will take me through the day. This, of course, takes a lot of thought. You can't have just any Halloween tunes. This year, at 8am on Sunday, I will blast Fella out of bed&amp;nbsp;to help me get the festivities started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Here are the tunes I 'll&amp;nbsp;start slicing, dicing, carving and dancing to~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Put a Spell on You &lt;/strong&gt;~~Screamin' Jay Hawkins&lt;/em&gt; ~(this should wake Fella up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time Warp&lt;/strong&gt;~Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;/em&gt; (it's important to get moving early in the morning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TMjwXCcOILI/AAAAAAAAAxc/p0dXzFVcBPE/s1600/sd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TMjwXCcOILI/AAAAAAAAAxc/p0dXzFVcBPE/s1600/sd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haunted House&lt;/strong&gt;~Jumpin' Gene Simmons&lt;/em&gt; (No, not&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt; that&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Gene Simmons)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abracadabra&lt;/strong&gt;~Steve Miller&lt;/em&gt;~~(get that dancing started) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Black Magic Woman&lt;/strong&gt;~Fleetwood Mac&lt;/em&gt; (when Peter Green was with them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't Fear the Reaper&lt;/strong&gt;~Blue Oyster Cult&lt;/em&gt;~(good one to dice up the onions with)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psycho Killer&lt;/strong&gt;~~Talking Heads&lt;/em&gt;~~cooking the meat :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Season of the Witch&lt;/strong&gt;~~Donovan&lt;/em&gt;~~stir everything together, put it in the slow cooker and forget about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People Are Strange&lt;/strong&gt;~~The Doors&lt;/em&gt;~~not just at Halloween~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Devil in Disguise&lt;/strong&gt;~~Elvis Presley&lt;/em&gt;~~because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TMjwkZafQII/AAAAAAAAAxg/U7ce3RPT7YE/s1600/sds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TMjwkZafQII/AAAAAAAAAxg/U7ce3RPT7YE/s1600/sds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Time to mellow out ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spooky&lt;/strong&gt;~~Classic IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Witchcraft&lt;/strong&gt;~~Frank Sinatra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That Old Black Magic&lt;/strong&gt;~~Frank Sinatra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do You Believe in Magic?&lt;/strong&gt;~~Lovin' Spoonful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Pumpkin carving time! Crank it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Careful With the Axe Eugene&lt;/strong&gt;~~Pink Floyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad Moon Rising&lt;/strong&gt;~~Creedence Clearwater Revival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sympathy for the Devil&lt;/strong&gt;~~Rolling Stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Devil With the Blue Dress On&lt;/strong&gt;~~Mitch Ryder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hungry Like the Wolf&lt;/strong&gt;~~Duran Duran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Superstition&lt;/strong&gt;~~Stevie Wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dead Man's Party&lt;/strong&gt;~~Oingo Boingo~~personal favorite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frankenstein&lt;/strong&gt;~~Edgar Winters Group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Want My Baby Back&lt;/strong&gt;~~Jimmy Cross~~strange strange song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Devil Went Down to Georgia&lt;/strong&gt;~~Charlie Daniels Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are You Ready for Freddie&lt;/strong&gt;~~Fat Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twilight Zone&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;~~Golden Earring&amp;nbsp;~~besides Halloween, this is good&amp;nbsp;during the&amp;nbsp;election season&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clap for the Wolfman&lt;/strong&gt;~~Guess Who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghost Busters&lt;/strong&gt;~~Ray Parker Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boris the Spider&lt;/strong&gt;~~The Who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nightmare on My Street&lt;/strong&gt;~~~Will Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thriller&lt;/strong&gt;~~Michael Jackson&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;~~&lt;em&gt;you just gotta play this one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;(No dancing while carving, especially with the knife in your hand~~trust me on this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;There you have it. My tunes to rock out with&amp;nbsp;Halloween. What are your favorite Halloween songs? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I hope you have a spooky creepy vampire free Halloween and some of these tunes will get you rocking too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;TIme for a Zombie~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-49747830668574251?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/49747830668574251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=49747830668574251' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/49747830668574251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/49747830668574251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-rocking-halloween.html' title='Happy Rocking Halloween!!'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TMiCR7KTNaI/AAAAAAAAAw4/0FG-0SNS6y8/s72-c/ds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-8554110276889738650</id><published>2010-08-14T14:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T14:49:51.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Live, Love, Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TGbfPRpTW0I/AAAAAAAAAvo/ot2P1OnqDAA/s1600/tribern.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TGbfPRpTW0I/AAAAAAAAAvo/ot2P1OnqDAA/s200/tribern.bmp" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Our lives are better left to chance......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I could have missed the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But I would have had to miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;the dance....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Garth Brooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have started this post so many times, but have been unable to post it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My sister died. She was 40 years old, one day shy of her 41st birthday. Bernie wasn't sick...she was competing in her first triathlon. She was a PE coach, a runner, taught exercise classes to adults, coached volleyball. Simply put, she was in the best shape of her life. We don't know why she died, so far the autopsy has shown nothing. They are doing more extensive tests, but it will take 3-6 months before we know why she died. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TGbe5nWzWYI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/NIetSvZDrXY/s1600/bikinfbern.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TGbe5nWzWYI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/NIetSvZDrXY/s320/bikinfbern.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TGbe9zHPwqI/AAAAAAAAAvY/tEBhOhWyvHQ/s1600/menbern.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TGbe9zHPwqI/AAAAAAAAAvY/tEBhOhWyvHQ/s320/menbern.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I can't put into words how I am feeling. Being 16 years older then Bernie, we were sisters, best friends and she was like my own daughter. I am heartbroken. If you can look for a good thing, it would be that I was down visiting her when it happened. We spent time together, laughed and talked. The last time we spoke, she told me she would be over after the triathlon to say goodbye to me......I never dreamed it would be like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bernie has left two kids, a 14 year old and a 12 year old; she had been remarried for 10 months; 3 brothers and 2 sisters; several nieces and nephews. All of us have been devastated by this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am angry at God, but I smile. Bernie was not done living life and I am sure she gave a earful when she entered heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;One thing I will say, live, love, laugh is something we both believed in deeply. I hope I can still believe in it. Remember~~~don't take any day of your life for granted. Live it to it's fullest, love with all your heart and laugh out loud and enjoy everybody and everything in your life. Tim McGraw says it all...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Live like you were dying."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6xSGLZd9Vg4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6xSGLZd9Vg4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zCvgXw-Bh04?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zCvgXw-Bh04?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IxJ_MZJdUeY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IxJ_MZJdUeY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-8554110276889738650?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/8554110276889738650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=8554110276889738650' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/8554110276889738650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/8554110276889738650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2010/08/live-love-laugh.html' title='Live, Love, Laugh'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/TGbfPRpTW0I/AAAAAAAAAvo/ot2P1OnqDAA/s72-c/tribern.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-1371553511520165468</id><published>2010-01-01T11:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:23:45.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>B.B.King - Bringin in A brand New Year  (Happy 2010 =D)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/-KcKnw1yoEI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/-KcKnw1yoEI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-1371553511520165468?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/1371553511520165468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=1371553511520165468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/1371553511520165468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/1371553511520165468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2010/01/bbking-bringin-in-brand-new-year-happy.html' title='B.B.King - Bringin in A brand New Year  (Happy 2010 =D)'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-323645467140028224</id><published>2009-12-24T16:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T16:13:39.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh Groban - O Holy Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/nx0C5ZDi1rs' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/nx0C5ZDi1rs'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My favorite Christmas carol...done beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas.......&lt;br /&gt;Peace to all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-323645467140028224?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/323645467140028224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=323645467140028224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/323645467140028224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/323645467140028224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2009/12/josh-groban-o-holy-night.html' title='Josh Groban - O Holy Night'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-3114830748532564988</id><published>2009-09-15T10:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T10:32:20.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Dancing Clip - Collectors Edition out now on DVD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/B0sBN28vdxM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/B0sBN28vdxM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For just a wee bit, we all thought, or wished we, were Dirty Dancers...&lt;br /&gt;RIP Patrick Swayze.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-3114830748532564988?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/3114830748532564988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=3114830748532564988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/3114830748532564988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/3114830748532564988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2009/09/dirty-dancing-clip-collectors-edition.html' title='Dirty Dancing Clip - Collectors Edition out now on DVD'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-1895711376152305811</id><published>2009-09-11T11:00:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:54:30.707-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five for fighting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='September 11'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2001'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superman'/><title type='text'>Remembering....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't stand to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm not that naive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm just out to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the better part of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Five for Fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sqr409qv0VI/AAAAAAAAAu4/jBHNPJ3XTVw/s1600-h/september+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380386293638222162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sqr409qv0VI/AAAAAAAAAu4/jBHNPJ3XTVw/s400/september+11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On a day like today, the question on eveyone's lips is: Do you remember where you were September 11, 2001? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was in Ashburn, Virgina, at my sister's, with my family. We had gathered to bury our Dad, he was being buried at 3pm in Arlington Virginia. After serving his country for fifty years in the Air Force, he was being laid to rest. The honors bestowed on him still make me proud. Our Dad was having the horse-drawn carriage, honor guard, twenty-one gun salute, and the Pentagon were sending representatives to honor him for his years of service. Two of my brothers and one sister-in-law were in the Air Force nad in full dress uniform, my other brother was retired from the Air Force. It had been years since all six of us had been together, we had come from Florida, Texas, Nevada and New York. My three girls were driving down from New York that morning, my two younger daughters picking up their older sister who lived in Brooklyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We were all getting ready that morning, laughing, joking with each other, making snarky comments. I walked into the TV room, looked at the TV, and asked my brother what in the heck was he watching? Some kind of terrorist movie and he said no, this was really happening. We watched as the planes hit the Twin Towers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We tried to absorb what we were seeing on TV. I remember the quiet.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then the plane hit the Pentagon.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There we were, fifteen of us, speechless. My two brothers and sister-in-law grabbed their cell phones as they were now on alert. They knew they had to get back to their bases. Since they were not the only ones trying to check in, the lines were crazy. I was trying to get my girls...no service. We were in a panic, my brothers told me not to worry, they would go looking for them if they had to. (Since they hadn't seen the girls since they were little, that would have been interesting.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then the plane crashed in Pennslyvaina. We were horrified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had been getting ready for a funeral, and it sounds strange, but we had to go and pick up the stuff. We picked up everything that had been ordered. I remember the quiet, no noise, little sound, in Sam's Club or Walmart...just... quiet. We headed back to the house to find that the girls hadn't shown up yet. There was still trouble getting phone service. We were trying to decide what to do, we were all on edge, what next? The more time passed, the more worried we were getting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Around three o'clock the girls finally showed up. After many hugs and kisses and "thank Gods!" they told us how the trip had been. Luckily they had already been outside the city before the planes hit the Twin Towers, around Washington had been a nightmare. Eveything was at a standstill, and it took a long time to move. Relief they had made it through and were safe. They said it was very quiet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;I had a friend who worked at the Pentagon, it took hours, but I finally got through to her. She was okay, but terribly shaken up. She told me the country was on high alert, they were in lock down and it was quiet. Everyone was waiting for what would happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;The whole world was at a standstill, holding it's breath. Being near Reagan Airport and BWI, hearing no planes, there was no traffic, there was only quiet. We talked to each other, but quietly. Why? I don't know. We were glued to the TV, talking about what was happening, what would happen....we are a military family so the conversation was intense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sitting outside, on my sister's deck, around four o'clock, we talked about the quiet. How strange not to hear any planes overhead, then we started to hear the sound of an airplane. The lone sound of an airplane. We all looked up, wondering, not sure what was happening. We tensed until we realized it was President Bush heading back to the White House. One plane flying in all the quiet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As the day came to a close, we thought about what had happened. Our hearts and prayers went out to all those who had lost someone. Thankful that we were together and okay. We also questioned what was to come? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Two days later we began to disperse. Heading home. I drove my daughter back to Brooklyn where she lived. When I stopped for gas and they saw my licence plate they told me how sorry they were for what happened in New York and God Blessed us. Coming into Brooklyn, it was quiet. I dropped my daughter off and headed to Long Island. I could see the smoke of the Twin Towers from the Brooklyn Bridge. I could feel my eyes tear up at all who had been lost there, and all those trying to help. There was no horn blowing, yelling, there was no noise in the city. If you had to move over into a lane, they let you without a problem. I have never "heard" such quiet in the city. When I got to the LIE, there was hardly any traffic on it. I passed National Guard trucks, police cars and firetrucks heading west. They were all the way from Montauk and Orient...the eastern tips of the Island, heading to the city to help. I passed makeshift signs hanging from the overpasses, saying God Bless America. There was no music on the radios, it was all talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eight years later, on this day, for just a wee bit, it comes back to me, the quiet. Originally we were to bury our Dad in Arlington at 9am, for whatever reason, I don't remember why, we changed the time to 3pm. How lucky we were that day, not to have been there at 9am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On this day, I say a prayer for those who died that day, for those that still suffer from the effects of that day, and am thankful for those that sacrifice for all of us every day. God Bless them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;I remember being told that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Superman (It's not easy)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Five for Fighting was a song that hit a nerve with the rescuers, one that meant a lot to them, that's why I opened with it on this blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I remember the quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peace....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-1895711376152305811?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/1895711376152305811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=1895711376152305811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/1895711376152305811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/1895711376152305811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2009/09/remembering.html' title='Remembering....'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sqr409qv0VI/AAAAAAAAAu4/jBHNPJ3XTVw/s72-c/september+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-3819721119536845311</id><published>2009-09-06T13:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T13:52:03.325-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/lB1UJsutvkc' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/lB1UJsutvkc'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heard this for the first time, thought of my Fella who makes me smile...just for a wee bit, I hope you do too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-3819721119536845311?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/3819721119536845311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=3819721119536845311' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/3819721119536845311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/3819721119536845311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2009/09/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-1165185586314729850</id><published>2009-08-29T22:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:32:03.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie Greenwich, Songwriter (1940-2009) R.I.P.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/faUbHhogXkM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/faUbHhogXkM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love the way she sings this song. Thank you Ellie Greenwich for letting us hear some sweet sweet  music. For just a wee bit, I am back in the sixties when I first heard your music and smiling. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-1165185586314729850?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/1165185586314729850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=1165185586314729850' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/1165185586314729850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/1165185586314729850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2009/08/ellie-greenwich-songwriter-1940-2009_29.html' title='Ellie Greenwich, Songwriter (1940-2009) R.I.P.'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-1448336388816564513</id><published>2009-08-10T08:00:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:05:59.785-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conturs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jimi Hendrix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temptations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Otis Redding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Benson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stevie Wonder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Byrds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beatles'/><title type='text'>Double Double</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let's get together and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;do it again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beach Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting one of my favorite blogs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.le0pard13.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lazy Thoughts from a Boomer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, I enjoyed his post, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Half Way Point&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; so much.... On his post, &lt;strong&gt;l&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.le0pard13.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e0pard13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; was explaining to his kids why he had some of the same songs on his mp3 player, that one song was the original version and the other song the remake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This had me thinking of some remakes of my favorite songs. After doing quite a bit of listening to songs, their remakes, dancing and singing along....click here to listen to six of my favorite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/bevwowak#grid/user/69C384E7B4D85CEA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;double doubles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I didn't go into as much detail about the songs as le0pard13, I just picked my favorite of the two. Take a listen, read my comments, and let me know if you agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sn-EXptF-GI/AAAAAAAAAuI/6aSVNGb11Io/s1600-h/otis.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368154822715766882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sn-EXptF-GI/AAAAAAAAAuI/6aSVNGb11Io/s200/otis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#1 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Otis Redding&lt;/strong&gt; at the Montery Pop Festaval-hot hot hot. Yep, that's Mike Love of the Beach Boys introducing him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam Cooke&lt;/strong&gt; is great on the song too-but I give the edge to Otis because he just kills it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(I had to keep in RESPECT, Otis Redding did it before Aretha Franklin and again, he kills it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sn-H0pAe1EI/AAAAAAAAAuo/yWHgbzMalRE/s1600-h/benson.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 106px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368158619279742018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sn-H0pAe1EI/AAAAAAAAAuo/yWHgbzMalRE/s200/benson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#2 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;On Broadway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drifters &lt;/strong&gt;gives me goose bumps with their slow, mellow version. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;George Benson&lt;/strong&gt; takes it up a step with the guitar and his jazzy take on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Benson's&lt;/strong&gt; version makes me happy when I hear it. I like Benson's version...don't know why, just gets to me more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#3 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We Can Work it Out&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sn-GIWBe8oI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Mtg3ZZmhlGM/s1600-h/beatles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 141px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368156758757798530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sn-GIWBe8oI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Mtg3ZZmhlGM/s200/beatles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 114px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368154922832585730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sn-EdeqzZAI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/YedilmTyE0A/s200/wonder.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Beatles&lt;/strong&gt;. I love this video of them. Watch John Lennon and Paul McCarty facial expressions here, they are priceless and will make you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stevie Wonder.&lt;/strong&gt; Wow, I think this is one of the best remakes of any song. Even John Lennon lthought this version was better then theirs. From that first hollar Stevie makes, the funky r&amp;amp;b, good stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's a tie...two great versions, how do you pick between these two? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#4 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do You Love Me (Now that I can dance)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sn-H0rnv6LI/AAAAAAAAAug/YuSwQfHxmGg/s1600-h/contours.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 90px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368158619981310130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sn-H0rnv6LI/AAAAAAAAAug/YuSwQfHxmGg/s200/contours.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The &lt;strong&gt;Contours &lt;/strong&gt;blow you away with the pure joy of this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Dave Clark Five&lt;/strong&gt; were always considered rock and roll, here they show that could do the blues too. Good remake, but......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The&lt;strong&gt; Contours,&lt;/strong&gt; hands down. The energy they put in the song is amazing. I dare you to try to sit still while listening to this one! Oh yeah, watch me now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#5 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have I Told You Lately That I Love You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368160012728360978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sn-JFwAhYBI/AAAAAAAAAuw/0L2d5A4zlio/s200/van.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Van Morrison&lt;/strong&gt; is just great and when I hear him sing this song, I melt right down to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rod Stewart&lt;/strong&gt; version is a good one, but he just doesn't have the emotional connection to the song that Morrison has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For me, it's clear that Morrison gets lost in this song. Morrison, hands down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One of the best love songs ever written.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#6 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get Ready&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Temptations&lt;/strong&gt;, one of the best from Motown. It doesn't get much better then listening to them sing this--or any of their songs. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368154340723350322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sn-D7mJJWzI/AAAAAAAAAto/m1A2qONe1KA/s200/temps.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rare Earth&lt;/strong&gt; gives it high energy and do a great job, makes me get up and dance...but-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it belongs to the Temptations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#7 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey Joe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Byrds&lt;/strong&gt; at the Montery Pop Festival gave it a sound rarely heard, fast and furious. Interesting, not the way your usually hear it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jimi Hendrix&lt;/strong&gt; at Woodstock..well, it's Jimi. It depends on what style you like but for me, watching and listening Jimi play his guitar, what a joy. No question, Jimi takes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 95px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368154338284600994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sn-D7dDs_qI/AAAAAAAAAtg/Zg5VYt5zvH0/s200/jimi.jpg" /&gt;Okay, it's seven songs and remakes....but it's Jimi Hendrix, you can't leave him out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.le0pard13.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;le0pard13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; for another great post, and to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drowningmachine.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corey, The Drowning Machine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, for his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drowningmachine.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hearing Double&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; post and sharing some remakes I wasn't aware of. You're right Corey, this was a lot of work but oh! So much fun!. Big shout out to my friend, and another favorite blogger, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.6fm.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Six Fingered Monkey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; for helping me embed before I lost my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was hard to choose from so many great remakes, I could easily do another six (or seven)---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For just a wee bit, I hope you enjoy the music and the last hot days of summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-1448336388816564513?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/1448336388816564513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=1448336388816564513' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/1448336388816564513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/1448336388816564513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-favorites-double-doubles_09.html' title='Double Double'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/Sn-EXptF-GI/AAAAAAAAAuI/6aSVNGb11Io/s72-c/otis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-6955557512976345078</id><published>2009-07-04T10:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:28:05.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>America, The Beautiful : Ray Charles '91</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/ghz4_kikLkE' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/ghz4_kikLkE'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A reminder of how lucky we are. Happy 4th!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-6955557512976345078?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/6955557512976345078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=6955557512976345078' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/6955557512976345078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/6955557512976345078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2009/07/america-beautiful-ray-charles.html' title='America, The Beautiful : Ray Charles &amp;#39;91'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-190097834665179726</id><published>2009-07-01T20:50:00.061-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T09:26:30.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just My Opinion but STOP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;S is for save it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SkwQMVtyygI/AAAAAAAAAso/T9pAa0JY3Bw/s1600-h/b2469748bb605716.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353680743571235410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SkwYRXFpolI/AAAAAAAAAsw/cf_0ksaQ58I/s200/edd1e8991880f066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;T is for take it slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;O is for oh no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;P is for please, please......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Jackson 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;I have been wrestling with this post for a few days. Michael Jackson died last week. Ever since that happened, it has been Michael Jackson 24/7 on American news. The news has opened with Michael Jackson, and closed with Michael Jackson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;There was other news this week. News that has worried me, scared me, and fascinated me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are some news worthy items that I thought were of note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;*100,000 North Koreans marched in the streets chanting &lt;strong&gt;"Death to America!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;*North Korea has positioned their new long range rockets toward Hawaii; some of these rockets could potently have nuclear warheads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;*The DMZ in South Korea is on alert waiting to see what North Korea might do. America has soldiers on the DMZ who are waiting right along with the South Koreans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;*China has stepped in and told North Korea to "behave." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;*Russia has made clear it is not happy with the activities of North Korea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;*The fact that China and Russia is concerned is a surprise...they usually observe from the sidelines, willing to let the chips fall where they will, and hope they reap benefits from the fallout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;*Our military in Hawaii is on alert. Since North Korea might like to help us celebrate July 4th by giving us a holiday surprise. Hawaiians are a little bit nervous about this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;*The Tehran protesters who were wounded and beaten protesting the presidential election, were dragged out of hospitals and arrested. Didn't matter what condition they were, off to prison they went. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;*Protesters in Iran are still being being, shot, beaten and hunted down. Iranians who are even suspected of being protesters, or aiding and abetting protesters, are being dragged out of their homes and beaten and taken to prison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;*The election in Iran have been made official. Ahmadinejad has been elected President. The recount "proved" he won the election.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;*The British Embassy in Iran was set on fire and the Embassy workers were taken prisoners. Seems the British have taken the place of America as the "Great Satan." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;*Our soldiers are starting to turn the war in Iraq over to the Iraqi people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;*Our country is going to start major military operations in Afghanistan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;*We sent a rocket to burrow into the moon to find out if there is/was water there. We want to find out if a space station can be set up on the moon for people to live there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;*Bernie Madoff was sentenced to 150 years in jail for his billion scam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;*The stock market is looking better then it did three months ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;I am sure there was much more going on in the world this week, but for us, here in America, Michael Jackson died, and our news seemed to have stood still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;Michael Jackson was a talented little boy, he became a mega-talented young man, and it seemed he had become a confused man. It is sad he died at just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;50 years old. I enjoyed his music, and have fond memories of dancing and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SkwePVodlwI/AAAAAAAAAtI/ojyaaZ6D5Zg/s1600-h/tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353687305890404098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SkwePVodlwI/AAAAAAAAAtI/ojyaaZ6D5Zg/s200/tv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;enjoying listening to it. Being the "King of Pop" does not, however, make him the news event he has become in death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;For this week, for just a wee bit, I have wondered if we are heading "for the danger zone." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;Just my opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-190097834665179726?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/190097834665179726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=190097834665179726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/190097834665179726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/190097834665179726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2009/07/stop.html' title='Just My Opinion but STOP!'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SkwYRXFpolI/AAAAAAAAAsw/cf_0ksaQ58I/s72-c/edd1e8991880f066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-3610675999012261651</id><published>2009-05-25T10:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T10:11:04.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky Pilot, US Military Chaplains</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/MqbIk7-09cw' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/MqbIk7-09cw'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For just a wee bit, let's remember why we have today.&lt;br /&gt;To all who serve our country, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Be safe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-3610675999012261651?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/3610675999012261651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=3610675999012261651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/3610675999012261651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/3610675999012261651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2009/05/sky-pilot-us-military-chaplains_8777.html' title='Sky Pilot, US Military Chaplains'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-3645809776780584137</id><published>2009-02-12T15:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T16:22:39.196-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupid'/><title type='text'>Mush</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the moon hits you eye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;like a big pizza pie.........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's amore!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dean Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The calender tells us it the time to think about cupid, love, romance and mushiness. The Internet and the radio are awash with songs of love--the worst/best/most popular/roma&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301354391904408434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SZIxu03rU3I/AAAAAAAAAoE/V4ozgd7NA8A/s200/cupid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ntic love songs ever. With a light heart-and not much else to do-- I listened, researched, and pondered songs and I have come up with the following songs that do it for me; the songs that bring the glazed look, smile, weak in the knees, melt right down to the ground mushiness. Hope you find one you like! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Will&lt;/strong&gt;----the Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when at last I find you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your song will fill the air...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love simple and pure. How can you argue with that? Mush, good mush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll Stand By You&lt;/strong&gt;---the Pretenders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing you confess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Could make me love you less..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Isn't that all anyone can ask for? Unconditional love, acceptance and to always be there for you no matter what. Doesn't get any better then this. Listening to Chrissie Hynde sing this..love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's All in the Game&lt;/strong&gt;--Tommy Edwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many a tear has to fall,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's all in the game&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;...a great golden oldie that reminds us that love is a rocky road but when you feel it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And your heart will fly away&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is This Love&lt;/strong&gt;---Bob Marley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is this love--is this love---is this love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is this love that I'm feeling?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yes it is! Hey, he wants to throw his cards on the table and wants to love you ev-er-y day and ev-er-y night..good stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Up On the Roof&lt;/strong&gt;---James Taylor (yes, I know the Drifters sang it but I like James here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And at night the stars-they put on a show for free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And, darling, you can share it with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What a way to escape from the world and share the stars with someone you love? Melting down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do You Wanna to Dance?&lt;/strong&gt;---Bette Midler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We could dance under the moonlight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hug and kiss all through the night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh baby, tell me, do you wanna dance with me baby?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yeah, the Beach Boys do a good job, but Bette singing makes it one of the sexiest songs I know; breathless and wishful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God Only Knows&lt;/strong&gt;---Beach Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As long as there are stars above you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You never need to doubt it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll make you real sure about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I know, it has that hinky line---I may not always love you---but it is still a great love song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I Had a $1,000,000.00 (Million) Dollars&lt;/strong&gt;---Barenaked Ladies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I would buy you a fur coat (but not a real one because that would be cruel)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if I had a million dollars, I'd buy your love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Okay, not your conventional love song, but it does put a smile on my face. Try singing along with them as loud as you can, great stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello, Young Lovers-&lt;/strong&gt;--Jimmy Durante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cling very close to each other tonight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been in love like you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This one brings a few tears. Listening to Durante sing this, wishing young lovers the same love he was lucky enough to have; you can feel his heartache of missing her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bella Notte&lt;/strong&gt;--from Lady and the Tramp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, this is the night,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SZRcN8gbqMI/AAAAAAAAApI/RqkKDpZ7maU/s1600-h/lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301964055972128962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SZRcN8gbqMI/AAAAAAAAApI/RqkKDpZ7maU/s400/lady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the heavens are right!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;On this lovely Bella Notte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Come on! He gave up the last meatball to the one he loves! True love does not get any better then that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They Can't Take That Away From Me&lt;/strong&gt;---Frank Sinatra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way you've changed my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, no--they can't take that away from me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ah the memories that you keep when you are in love, can't beat Sinatra singing that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waiting on a Friend&lt;/strong&gt;---Rolling Stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I need someone I can cry to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need someone to protect...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;One of my favorite songs by the Stones, again, not your usual love song...but if you're lucky you will get a friend when you fall in love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's Why They Call it the Blues&lt;/strong&gt;---Elton John&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But more then ever I simply love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;More then life itself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh Elton! What a verse...what poetry. One of the best verses in a song about love...this song says what being in love feels like. I am not a big Elton John fan but I love this song....&lt;em&gt;don't wish it away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True Companion&lt;/strong&gt;--Marc Cohn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the years have done irreparable harm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see us walking slowly arm in arm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;One of the best wedding songs ever. Talk about looking forward to growing old together and sure about a love that will last a lifetime. I would wish this for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let It Be Me&lt;/strong&gt;---Everly Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I bless the day I found you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to be around you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now and forever, let it be me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;One of my all time favorites. Just a sweet song about the longing to be with the one you love and let them know you want to be the one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here, There, And Everywhere&lt;/strong&gt;----Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To lead a better life, I need my love to be there,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here, making each day of the year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love it. Simple song about the feeling love gives you, you only want to be where your love is. Makes me happy just to hear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Okay, that's the soundtrack that will playing in my head for Valentine's Day. I shared jus&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SZRcZgJZZ1I/AAAAAAAAApQ/VwXSmmdUT70/s1600-h/heart.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301964254517749586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 65px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 46px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SZRcZgJZZ1I/AAAAAAAAApQ/VwXSmmdUT70/s400/heart.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t a wee bit of my favorites verses from the songs that helped make my decision to put it on my list. What love songs make you melt? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-3645809776780584137?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/3645809776780584137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=3645809776780584137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/3645809776780584137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/3645809776780584137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2009/02/mush.html' title='Mush'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SZIxu03rU3I/AAAAAAAAAoE/V4ozgd7NA8A/s72-c/cupid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-7998560080276308847</id><published>2009-01-19T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:28:01.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Twilight Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heavenly shades of night are falling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's twilight time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;The Platters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;As the last day of George W. Bush's presidency closes in on the twilight, a little reflection springs to mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;The question will always be: Did he really win in 2000? Depends on the viewpoint. I say, if Al Gore really wanted to be president he would have fought to the bitter end instead of capitulating. I know the argument is that it wouldn't have been good for the United States to have gone through that, we needed a leader to take charge. Question: Was this the leader we needed? Look where we have ended up after eight years of a man a lot of people knew was not the right person for the job. (Hello John McCain) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;September 11, 2001: Where was our fearless leader for seven hours? I was in Washington that day to bury my Dad in Arlington Cemetery. Big question....where is the President?" No word, here we are surrounded by the military, on high alert- all three of my brothers were military, plus my sister-in-law-they were waiting for their orders and we all waited for our President to tell us what was going on, what to do, what was happening. Around 4pm, we heard a lone plane overhead heading for Reagan Airport and guess who was on it? I am not saying he should have made himself an open target, but a brief message that he was in charge and we were okay would have been nice. To make the country feel safe, that the American people know that things are under control, should be a priority of every President. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Declaring War on Iraq: As I recall, Afghanistan was the main culprit, the Taliban was camped out through the country, swarmed out of the mountains to attack and terrorize people, so why go after Iraq? To finish something that he felt wasn't finished? To show he wasn't a coward? The one man who told him not to do this, Colin Powell, slowly disappeared off the radar as Bush pushed forward with his Rough Rider mentality. Was Saddam a threat to America? To the world? I will not say he wasn't, but he also had been scared shit-less from the Gulf War and the entire Middle East were keeping their eye on him, what could he do? The fact that Bush didn't keep the Iraqi war in the news, didn't remind the American people that we were at war, he had body bags brought back in the middle of the night, he let the military hospitals become filthy, horrific places for our veterans to recover in, he let veterans come back feeling lost and alone.....again, paying no attention to history (Hello Vietnam) Question: How does someone sleep at night with over 4,5000 dead Americans on his watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;There are many more to bring up...yes, Hurricane Katrina being one; but what more can be added to what has been said? Bush screwed up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I am amazed at the feelings and comments about this one man, the whole world seems to be holding it's breath until this man is gone. I cannot remember such a strong emotion about one person who held so much power in his hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Listening to Bush these last few days as he gives his final interviews as President and says his goodbye's it's clear he has few regrets. Bush feels he did a good job as President. He has kept the country safe, but what a mess he is leaving behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;As the twilight of Bush's term comes to a close, I wish President Barack Obama the strength he will need to lead, the wisdom to listen and make the best choices, and just a wee bit of time to enjoy what he wished for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Go into the good night, President Bush.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's twilight time....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-7998560080276308847?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/7998560080276308847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=7998560080276308847' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/7998560080276308847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/7998560080276308847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-twilight-time.html' title='It&apos;s Twilight Time'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-2138596493629866118</id><published>2008-12-23T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:29:26.839-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feliz Navidad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Saint Nick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy to the World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stevie Wonder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chrismtas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barenaked Ladies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donny Hathaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy feet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mariah Carey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mellencamp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elf&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Have a Holly Jolly Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a holly, jolly Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's the best time of the year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Burl Ives&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SVGicRPhFjI/AAAAAAAAAlg/GvmSY7dcZsA/s1600-h/17785Peace_Sign_of_Herbs_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283182444430825010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SVGicRPhFjI/AAAAAAAAAlg/GvmSY7dcZsA/s200/17785Peace_Sign_of_Herbs_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I am sure I am not the only person finishing up what needs to be done by......Thursday! Yep, Christmas is here and I am putting the final touches on my baking. I love to bake and I give baked stuff to just about everyone. I always have the Christmas music going to keep me in the mood. When my girls were younger and we had the music on, one of them would start dancing because the song gave her happy feet and we would join in dancing-- so I love the ones that give me happy feet, and the memories. I like Christmas carols too, but they are different. (Most) Christmas songs make you feel happy, or they should, it is a happy time of year right? I choose my music carefully because there are certain songs that just shouldn't be associated with Christmas. Take the song &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Shoes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Switch it off. Really folks, why would you do that to yourself? Talk about a sob story.......If you want to depress yourself, look at the money your spending to make others happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one I am quick to hit the off switch for is Jose Feliciano's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feliz Navidad&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; What? Do they play at least once an hour or something? There are more songs that I hit the off button on, but this is about songs that are fun. It does make a difference who sings them too. I have heard some renditions that hurt my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Here are some of the Christmas songs that give me happy feet......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Saint Nick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Beach Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And a real famous cat all dressed up in red &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And he spends the whole year workin' out on his sled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Just a fun song about Santa, and when he hits the gas just watch him peel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas (Baby Please Come Home)-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; U2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Christmas) Snow's coming down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Christmas) I'm watching it fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Christmas) Lots of people around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Christmas) Baby please come home!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I know, all alone without your baby for Christmas wishing he/she would come home, but it rocks, especially done by U2. (Yes, I like the Darlene Love and Mariah Carey version too) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FYI: It is the only Christmas song David Letterman tolerates.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I Want for Christmas is You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Santa won't you bring me the one I really need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Won't you please bring my baby back to me......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one that is about being alone, but it will make your feet move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, It's Cold Outside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Dean Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I wish I knew how--No cabs to be had out there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To break this spell--Your eyes are like starlight now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yes, I know what the song is about ^^, but would you really want to go outside where's it's cold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santa Claus is Back in Town-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Elvis Presley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the snow is falling on the ground.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Another one with a double innuendo, but Santa does arrive in a big black Cadillac:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SVGe7qt6yGI/AAAAAAAAAlY/I5my7rFOby0/s1600-h/bare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283178585798658146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SVGe7qt6yGI/AAAAAAAAAlY/I5my7rFOby0/s200/bare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elf's Lament&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Barenaked Ladies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toiling through the ages, making toys on garnished wages&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no union&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're only through&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;when we outdo the competition&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The Elf's go on strike! They are tired of full indentured servitude, they may make toys but they have aspirations too! Santa better remember, &lt;em&gt;they &lt;/em&gt;make the toys. (love love love this song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holly Jolly Christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Burl Ives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh, ho, the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;Hung where you can see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Such a happy little song...this will get you in the spirit, it always works for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This Christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Donny Hathaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;How much fun it's gonna be together, yeah ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This Christmas....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Finding love anytime is wonderful, but somehow at Christmas it makes it more magical. Good stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joy to the World&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy to the people everywhere you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy to you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mariah takes the traditional carol and funks it up with Three Dog Nights' Joy to the World and works it beautifully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-John Mellencamp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Didn't see me creep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Down the stairs to have a peek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It kicks off with a violin and the accordion joins in- and Mellencamp rocks out. Doesn't get much better then this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What Christmas Means to Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Stevie Wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;All these things and more, darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(All these things and more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Whoah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That's what Christmas means to me my love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This is one of my absolute favorite for many reasons, it's about the pure joy of being in love at Christmas. In fact, I like it so much, I put the lyrics on fancy Christmas paper, framed it, and I am giving it to Fella as a Christmas gift because it says how happy he makes me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There you have it, just a few Christmas songs that make me happy and give me joy. I plan to make some CD's with these songs and give them as gifts to some friends who I thing will enjoy them too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yes, I have a favorite Christmas carol, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Holy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because it says what Christmas means. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I wish you peace, joy and a very Merry Christmas....and for just a wee bit....happy feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-2138596493629866118?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/2138596493629866118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=2138596493629866118' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/2138596493629866118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/2138596493629866118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-tidings-to-you.html' title='Have a Holly Jolly Christmas!'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SVGicRPhFjI/AAAAAAAAAlg/GvmSY7dcZsA/s72-c/17785Peace_Sign_of_Herbs_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-4353736184573620096</id><published>2008-12-17T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T16:18:59.435-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ION'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston Legal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David E. Kelley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stogie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scotch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schmidt'/><title type='text'>Little Ode to Boston Legal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's gone gone baby it's all gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There is no one on the corner and there's no one at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;It was cool cool, it was just cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Now it's over for me and it's over for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SUlJFA-E1UI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Fiwip-AYjcw/s1600-h/christmas+boston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280832388577154370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 56px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SUlJFA-E1UI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Fiwip-AYjcw/s200/christmas+boston.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Matchbox Twenty (20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280832815389216418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SUlJd2-ADqI/AAAAAAAAAlA/0HkMjuoMDTs/s200/boston-legal-christmas-episode.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have been in a funk. My favorite show, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boston Legal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, bit the dust because ABC didn't care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280831940509962450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SUlIq7yiENI/AAAAAAAAAkw/a67akMQ56t0/s200/candy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I liked nothing better...well there are some things...then getting ready to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boston Legal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I had a hard time sometimes trying to find it because ABC kept changing the night it was on..if I got ready for Tuesday at 10pm, I would find I had missed it because it was on Monday night at 10pm, or it was going to be on Wednesday night at 10pm and I would have to get ready all over again. Getting ready meant having my stogie and Scotch ready to go at 9:50 so I could join the boys in a night time salute. I loved this show! I could count on a laugh, a "what the ...!" even learn something. Alan Shore could wrap a court cas&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SUlKuLklaxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/dnOto0JGGjo/s1600-h/shore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280834195309292306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SUlKuLklaxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/dnOto0JGGjo/s200/shore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e up in a way that could boggle the mind, or at least my mind. Yeah, I knew they would win, but what a way to go at it. Denny Crane and the mad cow disease? The way Denny felt about Shirley? The way he could look at a sheep, much less a woman. Anything with Candace Bergen count me in. One of my favorite TV actresses (Murphy Brown) you rock Ms. Bergen. Those court room summations, whichever one of the lawyers did a closing argument, it gave me pause because of the way they tackled current issues; the war in Iraq, the election, taxes, credit cards...nothing was scared for this show to take it head on. What other show had (h&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SUlIqEXyHDI/AAAAAAAAAkg/UkiQGBWIjUY/s1600-h/allan+%26+denny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280831925633817650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SUlIqEXyHDI/AAAAAAAAAkg/UkiQGBWIjUY/s200/allan+%26+denny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as) characters over fifty that weren't stupid? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigh,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I will miss them all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kudos to David E. Kelley for the sharp writing, intelligent, quirky characters, laugh out loud, thoughtful, terrific show. Shame on you ABC! How many more of those stupid, stupid reality shows do we need? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boston Legal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; went out on a high note. Alan and Denny Crane, who have a wonderful friendship and not afraid of how much they care for each other, got married and danced off to their wedding night; the law firm of Crane, Poole and Schmidt was bought by the (Communists) Chinese (who &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; trying to take over the world); Shirley married to the man she loves; and Katie and Jerry finally sharing a kiss, I will miss them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thanks for an intelligent, well written, enjoyable show...and thank you ION for having the reruns! (No, I can't have a stogie and Scotch in the afternoon or early evening)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;One last stogie and Scotch at 9:50pm and a sorrowful good-bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yeah, it was cool cool cool, and it's over for me. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sigh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-4353736184573620096?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/4353736184573620096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=4353736184573620096' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/4353736184573620096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/4353736184573620096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-ode-to-boston-legal.html' title='Little Ode to Boston Legal'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SUlJFA-E1UI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Fiwip-AYjcw/s72-c/christmas+boston.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-8464073796123365704</id><published>2008-11-07T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T13:47:42.368-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joe biden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joe lieberman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clintons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john kerry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oprah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill richardson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colin Powell'/><title type='text'>Dear Mr. President-Elect Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SRSK7Z6L3kI/AAAAAAAAAi0/8Wfx2RVORIA/s1600-h/obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265986617474801218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SRSK7Z6L3kI/AAAAAAAAAi0/8Wfx2RVORIA/s200/obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(What they do)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(They smile at your face)&lt;br /&gt;All the time they want to take your place &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the back stabbers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O'Jays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dear President-Elect Obama,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Congratulations and all that. I know you are busy picking your cabinet, but I would like to give you my opinion on who not to pick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bill Richardson:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO NO NO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This is a man who claimed to be friends with the Clinton's. Yes, he ran for President himself, but look how far &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SRRYRTjee4I/AAAAAAAAAiU/xdDWv60NqWg/s1600-h/bill+and+bill.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265930918633044866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SRRYRTjee4I/AAAAAAAAAiU/xdDWv60NqWg/s200/bill+and+bill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;he got! That should be a red light right there but...how come he let Hillary believe that he was leaning her way, had poor Bill Clinton spend Super Bowl Sunday with him-all the while stringing them along that he was in their camp? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IF &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Richardson really supported you how come he waited until the end of March to support you? Was he waiting to see how the wind was shifting? Then he stated that he was sure the Clinton's would come after him for throwing his support to you, but he was prepared. Hey Bill! How about calling your friends and saying, &lt;em&gt;"Hey, thanks for all you did for me. I wouldn't even be in the public spotlight and achieved all I have achieved if you hadn't had faith in me, and supported me. Noone would probably know my name if it weren't for you. Yeah thanks, but I am going with Obama."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colin Powell:&lt;/strong&gt; How come he waited until almost the last moment to put a knife in his good buddys back? Being as they served in the military and understood how things, such as war, goes...again, saying John McCain is one of his oldest and closest friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okay, he didn't like the campaign McCain ran either, the phone General Powell, use the phone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hey John, Colin here. I know you're busy running for President and feeling a little &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SRRYRf0l6QI/AAAAAAAAAic/ZmFuIypKJqE/s1600-h/colinpowell2-190x250.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265930921926060290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SRRYRf0l6QI/AAAAAAAAAic/ZmFuIypKJqE/s200/colinpowell2-190x250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;desperate right now. What with the press giving Obama all the positive stuff and forgetting that you were a POW and all, but I don't like the nasty way your campaign is going. I don't care for your choice of Palin either, but that is a done deal. Either start campaigning like the man I know and respect or I am gong on public television and giving Obama my support. Of course I am not going to tell you before I tell everyone else on public televison, so stay tuned."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Really now, would you want to call these two a friend? You know the old saying, with friends like these....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oprah Winfrey:&lt;/strong&gt; How come she didn't get involved in any election until you show up? I don't want to believe it is because you are African-American, but how come? Oprah knows she has a big following and she used that to sway people your way. Alas, there are some people out there who are such devout Oprahetts that was all they needed. Oprah says, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;is the One."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and he must be. (When Oprah said the Kindle by Amazon was the greatest gadget in the world and everyone should have one, Amazon sold out.) While I wasn't surprised by this, on a personal level it makes me sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John Kerry:&lt;/strong&gt; He didn't have America's support when he ran for President, c'mom...George W. Bush beat him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joe Lieberman:&lt;/strong&gt; Can't make up his mind what he is..Republican? Democrat? Independent? I fear he has an identity crisis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joe Biden:&lt;/strong&gt; To late here, he's yours as Vice-President Elect. Just don't forget, this is the guy who said he would support his good friend John McCain over you, remember? You having no experience and all that. It seems that making him your Vice-President fixes that though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My two cents on the economy-not that I can really spare it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You want to spend the wealth, well here ya go! Give all working Americans say, $100,000, especially those who make under $250,000, to pay off their mortgage, get out of debt, whatever they need it for including stimulate the economy. It has to be Americans who are legal, your Great Auntie there in Boston already got her share of the American pie with living here illegally in public housing and not paying taxes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you for your time, and I wish you just a wee bit of peace because you are in for the ride of your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moondancer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-8464073796123365704?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/8464073796123365704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=8464073796123365704' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/8464073796123365704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/8464073796123365704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/11/dear-mr-president-elect-obama.html' title='Dear Mr. President-Elect Obama'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SRSK7Z6L3kI/AAAAAAAAAi0/8Wfx2RVORIA/s72-c/obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-4489373731567003596</id><published>2008-11-05T09:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:56:44.041-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presidents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cajun boy in the city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Oh What a Night!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SRGvZy_fjFI/AAAAAAAAAiM/nARLKmNfQdQ/s1600-h/one_black,_many_whites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265182297092492370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SRGvZy_fjFI/AAAAAAAAAiM/nARLKmNfQdQ/s400/one_black,_many_whites.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;Good stuff! Thanks to &lt;em&gt;Cajun Boy in the City&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-4489373731567003596?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/4489373731567003596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=4489373731567003596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/4489373731567003596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/4489373731567003596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-what-night.html' title='Oh What a Night!!!'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SRGvZy_fjFI/AAAAAAAAAiM/nARLKmNfQdQ/s72-c/one_black,_many_whites.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-5200550015456784754</id><published>2008-10-31T19:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:49:43.577-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McCain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>VOTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQyGb1mhbVI/AAAAAAAAAhk/SOHdtmZMjWU/s1600-h/obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263729877292510546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQyGb1mhbVI/AAAAAAAAAhk/SOHdtmZMjWU/s320/obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261965153167641138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQZBbX8KijI/AAAAAAAAAhU/6AGqAR6tISM/s320/John-McCain+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Take a chance on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Gonna do my very best and it ain't no lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQOy1gk1ySI/AAAAAAAAAgM/C2Xu0fYyiS8/s1600-h/John-McCain.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If you put me to the test, if you let me try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQyHO11T9BI/AAAAAAAAAhs/6zWHgIz2Ev4/s1600-h/palin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263730753527870482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQyHO11T9BI/AAAAAAAAAhs/6zWHgIz2Ev4/s320/palin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Take a chance on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQyIJDpfH-I/AAAAAAAAAiE/j5YLnbsOhPo/s1600-h/biden.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263731753668780002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQyIJDpfH-I/AAAAAAAAAiE/j5YLnbsOhPo/s320/biden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ABBA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In just a wee bit....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;'tis time to make a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Let's hope we choose wisely^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-5200550015456784754?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/5200550015456784754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=5200550015456784754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/5200550015456784754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/5200550015456784754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/10/vote.html' title='VOTE!'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQyGb1mhbVI/AAAAAAAAAhk/SOHdtmZMjWU/s72-c/obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-4039489731811482281</id><published>2008-10-30T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:25:30.338-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smokey robinson'/><title type='text'>Gonna Get Ya!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261930435115378946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQYh2hHeaQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/u8KWlkcC_y4/s320/smok.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of my all time favorite songs....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R-Tfm70dL5s"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=R-Tfm70dL5s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh yeah, makes me get up, dance and and smile, pure happiness for me right here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Betcha ya, for just a wee bit, it gets you too......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-4039489731811482281?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/4039489731811482281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=4039489731811482281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/4039489731811482281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/4039489731811482281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/10/gonna-get-ya.html' title='Gonna Get Ya!!!'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQYh2hHeaQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/u8KWlkcC_y4/s72-c/smok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-5372567773618138479</id><published>2008-10-26T17:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:31:24.782-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strangers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Friendly Skies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQXPYtr5PTI/AAAAAAAAAgk/cWsVfjfEw4k/s1600-h/airplanes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261839763139804466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQXPYtr5PTI/AAAAAAAAAgk/cWsVfjfEw4k/s320/airplanes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Come fly with me,&lt;br /&gt;lets fly,&lt;br /&gt;lets fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Frank Sinatra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am not a friendly traveller, hence the iPod, the laptop and the book when I travel. I used to wear a hat pulled down over my head but nowadays that doesn't bode well. I still remember when they took my brand new chap-stick at the airport...not sure I understand that one. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy travelling, but I don't want to talk to people I don't know, after all, they're strangers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the airport in Florida, over the loudspeaker comes the warning that the terror alert has been raised to orange, if you notice anything or anyone suspicious report it. I pick up my cell phone to call my brother (who works for the government) to see if he has the low down; his advise was to report that all the first class passengers looked suspicious to me and after they were taken away to see if I could upgrade. Yeah, okay, but how come the alert has been raised to orange, I am getting on a plane here! Well, I told you to UPS yourself, it would have been cheaper and safer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We finally board the plane, obviously there were no suspicious people so off we headed. I do not like the middle seat...I sit in either a window or aisle seat. I have never liked the middle seat and I don't care if you do have a two year old on your lap and want the window seat, it is mine, your seat is the middle seat. I also have this theory that those are the safest seats to be in. Once we get that settled we head out into the wild blue yonder, and well the two year old had filled her diaper and Daddy wasn't doing anything about it. Rough hour and a half until plane switch in North Carolina. Here I had to quickly go from one end of the airport to the other with minutes to spare when I realize that the plane at the gate was going to Toronto. Check my ticket, I am at the right gate, so I ask and am told &lt;em&gt;"Oh yeah, that's been changed." "Okay, would you care to&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;share?"&lt;/em&gt; Luckily I only had to go back halfway to get to the gate I needed, even better, the plane hadn't left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Onward to Philadelphia. Since the Philly's had just made it to the World Series there were quite a few Philly fans, very excited Philly fans so the plane was lively. Here I not only had an aisle seat, I was next to the bathroom, which was in constant use. Did I mention the plane had happy Philly fans? The person sitting next to me decided to talk to me, iPod buddy, book- open, I am reading! He tapped my shoulder to get my attention, sighing, I removed my iPod and closed my book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stranger &lt;em&gt;"What do you think of the election?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me &lt;em&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stranger&lt;em&gt; "The election"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me&lt;em&gt; "What election&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stranger &lt;em&gt;"The election for president of the United States!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me &lt;em&gt;"Oh, that election. Who's running?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(I try not to smile as I watch his face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stranger &lt;em&gt;"It's John McCain and Barack Obama!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me &lt;em&gt;"That's why they are all over the news!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stranger has a look of surprise on his face:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Feeling that our conversation was over I put my iPod back in and open my book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stranger taps my shoulder, I remove my iPod and close my book and look at him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stranger &lt;em&gt;"Sorry to bother you again, but you're kidding right? About not knowing who's running for president? You do realize how important this election is?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Big sigh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me &lt;em&gt;"Yes, I realize how important this election is. Yes, I did know they were running. I don't like either of them and hopefully the one who will do the least amount of harm to our country is the one who will win. Unfortunately, I haven't figured out which one that is yet. So, yes, I think about the election all the time, I just didn't want to think about it right now nor do I feel the need to discuss it with a stranger." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I enjoyed listening to my iPod and reading my book the rest of the trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I arrive in Islip in a good mood, there's Fella to meet me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fella &lt;em&gt;"How was the flight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me &lt;em&gt;"Great!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQXPdLKQMOI/AAAAAAAAAgs/42aScEBvIug/s1600-h/woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261839839771242722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQXPdLKQMOI/AAAAAAAAAgs/42aScEBvIug/s320/woman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Fella&lt;em&gt; "Did everyone, um, leave you alone?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me &lt;em&gt;"Nope, but I pretty much behaved."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Fella &lt;em&gt;"YOU did?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me &lt;em&gt;"Yeah, but for just a wee bit......"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Did I mention I am not a friendly traveller?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-5372567773618138479?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/5372567773618138479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=5372567773618138479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/5372567773618138479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/5372567773618138479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-not-friendly-traveller-hence-ipod.html' title='Friendly Skies'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SQXPYtr5PTI/AAAAAAAAAgk/cWsVfjfEw4k/s72-c/airplanes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-6643552935940775030</id><published>2008-10-10T11:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:34:02.069-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CEOs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small business'/><title type='text'>Lament on the  Government</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SO-tS3s3BzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/lvNtIkTkUTI/s1600-h/unhappy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255609829866014514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SO-tS3s3BzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/lvNtIkTkUTI/s200/unhappy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SO-pknJ6s0I/AAAAAAAAAeM/Tt2m3PI6b9s/s1600-h/atmosphere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255605736615621442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SO-pknJ6s0I/AAAAAAAAAeM/Tt2m3PI6b9s/s200/atmosphere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;How do you do what you do to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I wish I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;If I knew how you did it to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I'd do it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;How do you do what you do to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I'm feeling blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Wish I knew how you did it to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;But I haven't a clue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;You give me a feeling in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Like an arrow passing through it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Suppose that you think you're very smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;But won't you tell me how do you do it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Gerry and the Pacemakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ever have a day when a song just stays in your head? Reading and watching the turmoil of the economy, politics and listening to some of the folks who come to the coffee shop, this is the song that goes around my head. Seems there is no choice about what you are doing to me and others and every time I check my retirement portfolio I do feel an arrow though my heart. I have done all I can to secure what's left and now I just wait. I have decided not to check my portfolio anymore because it causes quite the sensation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I have been hanging around the family coffee shop and can feel a camaraderie with folks I talk to because we are all in the same boat. I have met folks who have already lost everything and they wonder what tomorrow will bring, folks who are on the brink of losing their jobs, folks who are watching the life they have known become a bad dream, and folks who just want to make it through the day. I mentioned in a previous post that my family owns a coffee shop down here in McCain land and besides visiting I am here to review things and financially see where we are. We have employees who are holding their breath. Unfortunately when I appear they get nervous. Even though they let me know how much they enjoy working for us, how they love the place, they work because they have to. They know I am the oldest in the family and they know I have the final say in what will be. I take this responsibility very seriously. I know we are on a much smaller scale then say, AIG (who spent a whole lotta money at a spa while begging for Congress to bail them out with taxpayer money) but not in this world here. The coffee shop is steady and has many loyal customers, for which I am grateful, but how long do we keep hoping to break even in a day? When customers are told that I am one of the owners, actually folks are told I am the CEO of the family business, therefore...of the shop, the customers tell me how wonderful the shop is, they love the food, the atmosphere and the staff. They like the fact they have somewhere to come and feel comfortable and welcome, where for just a wee bit they can forget what's going on in their day. I like to hear that, but I already know that. I sit in the corner where I do work and I observe and I listen. I have always been an observer of people, I enjoy it, and I learn quite a bit from doing it. I have observed how people smile when they come in, relax and and chat with the staff, how the staff makes sure they enjoy being there....it works. I see it. I feel it. I know it. What's happening with the ecomony is happening to our little coffee shop. Folks can't spend what they don't have, and they can't spend what we need to keep ahead. I look at the people who work for us and know they worry what is going to happen, what will I recommend, what I will decide, what I think is the best for &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of us. We didn't make enough this week to pay the outgoing bills and salaries, I am reaching for my checkbook to write a check to make sure our staff gets paid for working for us and making our coffee shop a place for folks to come and forget/enjoy, over a cup of coffee, how their day went. If I couldn't make sure they were paid, I couldn't sleep at night. How do some of those CEO's do it? How do they let their company go under, watch someones life savings disappear, know the people who work for you face an uncertain future and will not get paid for the work they have done, how do they sleep at night, or go to spa? I know I have to make some hard decisons, I have to look at long term and what we can do to keep going; I will see where we can save money, what we can do to at least break even, what we as a family have to do to keep going and keep everyone who works for us. I will not be going to a spa for the day, relax, enjoy and feel all is right with my world, right now it is tough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;As I stated earlier in this post, we are a small business, not AIG, not Lehman Brothers, the government is not going to bail us out but what the government has done to help the big businesses is hurting the small businesses. I don't agree with all the government is doing, but I don't have a choice, it is what it is. Now I have to see what I can do, what I will advise my family to do and how I will keep us keeping on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yes indeed: &lt;em&gt;How do you do what you do to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling blue....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-6643552935940775030?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/6643552935940775030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=6643552935940775030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/6643552935940775030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/6643552935940775030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/10/lament-to-government.html' title='Lament on the  Government'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SO-tS3s3BzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/lvNtIkTkUTI/s72-c/unhappy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-2984221693427210681</id><published>2008-09-17T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:55:32.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Granny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SNECMRl6Q_I/AAAAAAAAAbs/SQ0e5a3oPeU/s1600-h/GrannieD-732973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246977450767434738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SNECMRl6Q_I/AAAAAAAAAbs/SQ0e5a3oPeU/s200/GrannieD-732973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;G&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o Granny Go Granny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Go Granny Go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jan &amp;amp; Dean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Democracy is not something we have but something we do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is my belief that a worthy American ought to be able to run for public office &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;without having to sell his or her soul to the corporations or the unions....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We have a duty to look after each other. If we lose control of our government,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;then we lose our ability to dispense justice and human kindness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Our first priority today, then, is to defeat utterly those forces of greed and corruption that have come between us and our self-governance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Granny D (Doris "Granny D" Haddock) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Granny D (b-1910---)walked across America when she was 89 to bring attention to campaign finance reform. That was almost ten years ago and she is still going strong at 98. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just a wee bit to think about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-2984221693427210681?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/2984221693427210681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=2984221693427210681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/2984221693427210681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/2984221693427210681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/09/go-granny.html' title='Go Granny'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SNECMRl6Q_I/AAAAAAAAAbs/SQ0e5a3oPeU/s72-c/GrannieD-732973.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-8756048538456921719</id><published>2008-09-07T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T10:30:24.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weighing In</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243463486314433522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SMSGQn6Ay_I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Jctu9HdCY2k/s320/mccain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will It Go Round In Circles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Will It Fly High Like a Bird Up in the Sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Billy Preston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;I've got a song to sing I ain't got no melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;How'm I gonna sing it with my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SMSGQRubUNI/AAAAAAAAAaE/LKu6_3RxyqI/s1600-h/biden.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243463480360259794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SMSGQRubUNI/AAAAAAAAAaE/LKu6_3RxyqI/s320/biden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Will it go round in circles..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I've got a lil' story ain't got no moral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SMSGQRLkxDI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/kWokeXhJ5DA/s1600-h/sarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243463480214078514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SMSGQRLkxDI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/kWokeXhJ5DA/s320/sarah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Let the bad guy win every once in a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Will it go round in circles.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;I've got a lil' dance ain't got no steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;I'm gonna let the music move me around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SMSGQ6JXGUI/AAAAAAAAAaU/MrnCT2CG2qg/s1600-h/Obama_Whats_funny_about_community_work.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243463491210647874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SMSGQ6JXGUI/AAAAAAAAAaU/MrnCT2CG2qg/s320/Obama_Whats_funny_about_community_work.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Will it go round in circles.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;For just a wee bit, this song kept going round in my head (in circles) and I kept getting flashes of these folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SMUqQ2oN87I/AAAAAAAAAak/ZGckSVP4HW8/s1600-h/bird_hunting.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SMUqQ2oN87I/AAAAAAAAAak/ZGckSVP4HW8/s1600-h/bird_hunting.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SMUqQ2oN87I/AAAAAAAAAak/ZGckSVP4HW8/s1600-h/bird_hunting.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SMUqQ2oN87I/AAAAAAAAAak/ZGckSVP4HW8/s1600-h/bird_hunting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243643810173285298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SMUqQ2oN87I/AAAAAAAAAak/ZGckSVP4HW8/s320/bird_hunting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Will it go round in circles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Will it fly high as a bird up in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SMUqQ2oN87I/AAAAAAAAAak/ZGckSVP4HW8/s1600-h/bird_hunting.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SMUqQ2oN87I/AAAAAAAAAak/ZGckSVP4HW8/s1600-h/bird_hunting.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-8756048538456921719?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/8756048538456921719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=8756048538456921719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/8756048538456921719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/8756048538456921719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/09/weighing-in_07.html' title='Weighing In'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SMSGQn6Ay_I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Jctu9HdCY2k/s72-c/mccain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-2761236645328588719</id><published>2008-08-09T19:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T10:51:51.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings of a Road Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJ2ytj5zuXI/AAAAAAAAAR8/BQyNkV9oQo8/s1600-h/nightdriving300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232534837875947890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJ2ytj5zuXI/AAAAAAAAAR8/BQyNkV9oQo8/s320/nightdriving300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get on the blue highways&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Follow the blue highways&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJ2rnFfgO_I/AAAAAAAAARU/J6bq3vvcqtU/s1600-h/nightdriving300.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know they're there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where the real America lies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Graham Parker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Yahoo...we went on a road trip! My nephew was getting married in Florida so what better excuse did we need to take a road trip! We had been thinking about a vacation and this fit perfectly. We headed off to Florida and attended one of the happiest, simple, relaxed weddings ever. It was on the beach, shorts, t-shirts, whatever you wanted to wear was the tone of the day. It was wonderful. This young couple just wanted to be married to each other-everything else was just for the sharing. Afterwards we headed to the church hall for fried chicken, mashed potatoes, green beans, the most delicious wedding cake and a great time. Couldn't think of a better way to start off the vacation. We spent time with family then headed back; first stop Savannah. What a beautiful city. There were parks all over, some of the parks had entertainment-some intentionally some not. We grabbed a bite to eat in a little coffee shop, right on the street where we could watch all the activity. We saw an older gentleman march by with his Confederate cap on, which I will swear was an original (love those Confederates)! I could feel the history, the homes that have been there for &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJudDX04ZqI/AAAAAAAAARE/WcWzejUQzK0/s1600-h/PaulaDeenHeadshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231948073381947042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJudDX04ZqI/AAAAAAAAARE/WcWzejUQzK0/s200/PaulaDeenHeadshot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hundreds of years, the relaxed feeling of the city. Paula Deen was everywhere-seems she has become the first lady of Savannah. We did have reservations for dinner at Paula Deen restaurant, but decided to head out to Charleston instead. (Sorry we stood you up Paula!) We arr&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJNX43U7HjI/AAAAAAAAAQE/E88dFE_bbEg/s1600-h/crab+house.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229620226743279154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJNX43U7HjI/AAAAAAAAAQE/E88dFE_bbEg/s200/crab+house.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ived in the early evening, got a room and found a place to eat...the Crab House! Funny, having breakfast in Savannah and dinner in Charleston. Good food, right on the river, watched the sunset and just relaxed. Was just a wee bit confused when we ordered coffee and Key Lime pie...the pie came but it seemed the coffee maker was broken and we were out of luck. Question...a name restaurant down south, they only had one coffee maker? We did get the pie on the house and I should mention that we did come late, but so did several other folks. They were cleaning up while we were there too. and I think they had cleaned the coffee pot and just wanted to go home. The next day we walked around Charleston. I loved Charleston even more then Savannah. I could picture it during the Civil War, I love when I feel the history of the place and I felt it more then in Savannah....we visited the Middleton Plantation which is kept in immaculate condition. We had a mini-Hitler tour guide who yelled at me quite a few times. It seems I looked in a room that she wasn't ready to show us yet, grabbed my arm to make me go where she wanted we had to keep moving, no l&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJJUPDPrAkI/AAAAAAAAAPM/piqXCjxyo-k/s1600-h/middleton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229334734876377666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJJUPDPrAkI/AAAAAAAAAPM/piqXCjxyo-k/s320/middleton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ingering and relooking at things, keep moving, don't touch, no pictures and when I was walking down the stairs she grabbed me again-I am sure it was to make sure I didn't fall, not that I was lallygagging. Interesting, when I asked where the slave quarters where we were told that this plantation didn't have any slave shacks, or they had burned down. A plantation the South with no slaves? Right.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;look at this place,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;those 6500 acres took care of themselves? There was a shack in back that had a list of 4000 slave names, slaves on the walls of who had lived on and around the area, I don't think that was for show-- and the slave cemetery was for slaves thatjust came there to be buried? Nope, there were no slave quarters here. As &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJJTpRbvyfI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Xc6kTo932Qc/s1600-h/middleton.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I watched the sheep frolic in the front yard, and the horses trot around I could hear the whispers that mini-Hitler was full of bull. I should point out that mini-Hitler had a northern accent. Best part was when she held out her hand for tips, I mean to shake our hands.....I was already waltzing out the door, no hand shaking here. We headed back to town and looked for a place for an early dinner. We came across this old building on the pier, peeling paint, grey colored, it was right on the pier and we could see Fort Sumter across the way so we went in, we could always leave. Fleet's Landing was a terrific surprise! It was something., bright, airy, friendly. We got a window table right on the water with Fort Sumter in sight. The food was great, once again I had to try the fried green tomatoes-these were the best. Crunchy, the sauce gave them a tart flavor, unfortunately I did have to share them but I had the best drink! Our waiter told me I would like it, three kinds of liqueur in it. When he asked if I wanted another one, oh yeah I did but I reluctantly said ...no. Nice to remember to never judge something by the outside..it's what's inside that counts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229612195218740370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJNQlXkQVJI/AAAAAAAAAP0/QisqrcVJgKY/s320/fleet%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We ended up having a great time, loved loved Charleston, with regret I said goodbye and we headed off to Williamsburg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Williamsburg was another beautiful place. I love the history of America and strolling through it makes me a very happy person. I love the folks dressed up and living the lifestyle of the 1600's. There were scenes between the characters arguing for and against independence from England. Funny, I don't know how George Washington got anything done because he slept just about everywhere. Question: Was he narcoleptic? Did the man ever sleep at home? Where the heck was Martha? I suppose riding all over the place does wear you out. Seems he stayed in the Governor's Palace, when he was there, among other places nearby. Our tour guide for the Governor's Palace and the Courthouse was a delight. Yes, here I could look in any room I wanted, take pictures, lag behind, and yes yes yes....gently touch. It was great. No tipping here, it seems the Governor wanted us to enjoy our visit to his palace. Off to the tavern for lunch. Our "wench" knew right away...drinks? Oh yeah, I had a mint julep and I sat back and it cooled me off. Of course the air conditioning helped too. It was so hot and humid I didn't care that it wasn't authentic, it was comfortable and felt damn good. I don't know if it was Colonial or not but we had a great bar-b-cue sandwich then a warm blackberry cobbler with ice cream. Sweet. Onward to watching the drums and fife parade. Almost everywhere you went you felt like you had taken a step back in time. One of the best things for me was hearing the different languages, accents, style of dress and faces from different countries that were there to learn about American history. Good stuff. Then it was time to head out for our next destination. Gettysburg or Amish country? I didn't think I could make the decision, it was tough. I love both places and at the last minute I chose Amish. It was great. It did take us time to find a room, it was 9:00 pm, but we ended up at the most quaint little place, the Bird-In-Hand Inn. We got the last room in the place, we stepped into a&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJNXgFgrSEI/AAAAAAAAAP8/cEI_rXx-0IQ/s1600-h/birdinhand.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n old-fashioned sitting room, the bedroom you stepped down into where there was a big old fashioned four poster bed; plus we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;had rocking chairs on our front porch! You could watch the fireflies flitting across the fields, the Amish carriages clopped up and down the street, heaven. I couldn't have asked for a better way to end what was one of the best vacations I have had. I love a road trip, sharing with someone you love, sharing good times with people who are important to you, taking a step back in time....and the history. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh yeah, we listened to my summer tunes, we cruised down the road and for just a wee bit we were in magical wonderful places and times and sharing them with each other-we felt so lucky to have them all. 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;People walking around everyday, playing games that they can score &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And I ain't gonna be the loser my way, ah, be careful you don't lose yours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;You better think (think) think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Aretha Franklin&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231421609823196194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm-PKPQVCI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/OLss0nxcZ6U/s400/how+stupid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Let's think about this question as election day gets closer. While my candidate of choice didn't make the final two I urge all you to think think think and don't do this:&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231419441240557730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s320/mccain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q7o3SKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZAcuQG-wAiA/s1600-h/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;No matter how he may look, we will get this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q5r9FKI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ne33Gw4XTjw/s1600-h/mccain_bush-hug-713122-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231419440716649634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm8Q5r9FKI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ne33Gw4XTjw/s320/mccain_bush-hug-713122-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think people! Where do we want to be in 4-8 years? While my hope is that we are a lot better off then right now, with all the (our) issues in the world I feel that will happen slowly. Keeping that in mind, I will vote for who I think can make it just a wee bit better then where we are right now. (And it is not Bush III)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-2096410624211813655?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/2096410624211813655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=2096410624211813655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/2096410624211813655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/2096410624211813655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/08/think.html' title='THINK!'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SJm-PKPQVCI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/OLss0nxcZ6U/s72-c/how+stupid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-7646469692138228951</id><published>2008-07-20T18:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T15:15:14.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight Bush :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SIStLYJYvgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ggvWUsuD1Xw/s1600-h/goodnight+bush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225491878628605442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SIStLYJYvgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ggvWUsuD1Xw/s400/goodnight+bush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help I'm stepping into the Twilight Zone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Place is like a madhouse...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Golden Earring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SISpFVv5t_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/5KTnahWChAU/s1600-h/goodnightbush8_200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225487376859117554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SISpFVv5t_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/5KTnahWChAU/s400/goodnightbush8_200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SISpF2rgekI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bY9vp50IJW8/s1600-h/goodnightbush8_200.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh what a find! 'Tis late in the evening and I am wasting some time, browsing the Internet, looking at what's new with music and books when what do my wanderings eyes does appear? A book about Bush in a kids book I hold dear. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight Moon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was one my kids heard a lot and look what they have done to it with political stuff! What do I see-The best book about Bush written so far this year, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight Bush!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; There's Bush in bed with Bin Laden scurrying around on the pages like a mouse (rat); Cheney in a rocker with a shotgun on his lap--and bunny slippers on his feet trying to get Bush to hush and get him to go to sleep; the war profiteers are the three little pigs;and Bush seems to be afraid to go to sleep. Conscience? I doubt he has one so that can't be what keeps him up at night. Here is this great parody that covers Bush's misadventures of his eight years. I highly recommend this book and it will make feeling like you've in the Twilight Zone j&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SISpFi6sUPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/oE_weZwwbh0/s1600-h/goodnightcheney_200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225487380394037490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SISpFi6sUPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/oE_weZwwbh0/s400/goodnightcheney_200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ust...a wee bi&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SISpFkwmraI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Ghu6F3rsIhE/s1600-h/goodnightbush5_200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225487380888595874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SISpFkwmraI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Ghu6F3rsIhE/s400/goodnightbush5_200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-7646469692138228951?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/7646469692138228951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=7646469692138228951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/7646469692138228951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/7646469692138228951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/07/goodnight-bush.html' title='Goodnight Bush :-)'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SIStLYJYvgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ggvWUsuD1Xw/s72-c/goodnight+bush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-1155128209407603871</id><published>2008-07-17T11:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:48:42.622-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Let Your Conscience Be Your Guide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH93KnXGs4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/w_2rNpE854s/s1600-h/jiminy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224025117021352834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH93KnXGs4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/w_2rNpE854s/s320/jiminy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anything Your Heart Desires&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will Come True&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH91sJjo0AI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mpV_5CSSvt4/s1600-h/hrtsong1.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224023494113153026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH91sJjo0AI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mpV_5CSSvt4/s320/hrtsong1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH91sKnm6dI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wffT-kDM8To/s1600-h/anistar5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224023494398241234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH91sKnm6dI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wffT-kDM8To/s320/anistar5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH91sWrjukI/AAAAAAAAAJc/45VC4IwDiE0/s1600-h/anistar5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224023497636035138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH91sWrjukI/AAAAAAAAAJc/45VC4IwDiE0/s320/anistar5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH91suYdCvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2Qmhy9S2Xro/s1600-h/anistar5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224023503998356210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH91suYdCvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2Qmhy9S2Xro/s320/anistar5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH9zEhMEGdI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3FcwNvB2WSs/s1600-h/anistar5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224020614238706130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH9zEhMEGdI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3FcwNvB2WSs/s320/anistar5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH9zEnRjr0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/XZYi4-5mrzc/s1600-h/anistar5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224020615872360258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH9zEnRjr0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/XZYi4-5mrzc/s320/anistar5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH9zE8_7IEI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ytWd_al1T-0/s1600-h/anistar5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224020621703979074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH9zE8_7IEI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ytWd_al1T-0/s320/anistar5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH9l9WG7tEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/h1MokeAXe4c/s1600-h/hrtsong1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224006197354148930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH9l9WG7tEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/h1MokeAXe4c/s320/hrtsong1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH9l9rwDrhI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dA9-YIJeXrA/s1600-h/anistar5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224006203163782674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH9l9rwDrhI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dA9-YIJeXrA/s320/anistar5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I was a kid Walt Disney was big. Sunday nights were family nights in front of the TV. We were bathed and ready to go to bed right after Disney was over. It was the highlight of the week. I had several of my favorite characters and movies but the one character, the one that made a big impression on me, the one closest to my heart then and now is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jiminy&lt;/span&gt; Cricket from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. When he sang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When You Wish Upon a Star"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I would get all choked up as the words went right to my heart. To this day I get teary when I hear the song. I have a picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jiminy&lt;/span&gt; and the words to the song hanging on my wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH9lmwcNcgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/E7vARXRzjmg/s1600-h/anistar5.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224005809285722626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH9lmwcNcgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/E7vARXRzjmg/s320/anistar5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jiminy's&lt;/span&gt; mantra, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always let your conscience be your guide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I have tried to follow. Could be why sometimes my conscience works overtime. Not that I think I did anything awful, but I will get a "niggle" and I need to find out what is causing it. Funny how something can affect your life, when it pops into your head, or the memory comes back. Who knows what triggers it, something just does and you are off lost in the past. I so believed that wishing on a star would make my dreams come true. Looking for the first star of the evening was fun, my brothers and I trying to be the first one to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH9lgrM8uhI/AAAAAAAAAGM/C_bT2ATiEss/s1600-h/anistar5.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224005704800320018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH9lgrM8uhI/AAAAAAAAAGM/C_bT2ATiEss/s320/anistar5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jiminy&lt;/span&gt; Cricket still makes me stop and think....the little tune of conscience will start and I hear his little tinny voice saying it. I take that as a sign that I will regret what ever is happening, going to happen, or result from an action I may be about to do. We all have something that gives us a "niggle." Question is....how much attention do we pay to them? This would also be that little voice most of us have been told to listen to. Mine always feels like a restlessness within me and I end up with an uncomfortable feeling all over--I can't rest until I get to the cause of what gave me that feeling. If I am very lucky I get to the cause and feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give thanks to Disney for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jiminy&lt;/span&gt; Cricket. Without that little insect who knows what I would have used to keep my conscience in check. I also say thanks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jiminy&lt;/span&gt;, for all the wonderful memories that come back when you pop into my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy memories and for just a wee bit, or longer......&lt;em&gt;May all your dreams come true.....................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-1155128209407603871?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/1155128209407603871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=1155128209407603871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/1155128209407603871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/1155128209407603871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/07/always-let-your-conscience-be-your.html' title='Always Let Your Conscience Be Your Guide'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH93KnXGs4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/w_2rNpE854s/s72-c/jiminy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-7271468101720499378</id><published>2008-07-15T19:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T08:59:47.827-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Tunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summertime....and the livin' is easy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223400073118267714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH0-sRX2uUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/l0zfWvI7388/s320/beach+boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So we are going on a road trip...yahoo. I have a very important decision to make....what tunes to listen to! Most people would worry about what to pack, not me. I need the music to enjoy the trip. Since it's summer, summer tunes. Tough one because there are so many and summer tunes need to reflect summer. For me they also have to bring back memories of summer's past, make me want to dance and of course sing. I did end up with several CD's, it was hard to choose, but here in no particular order, are some of my favorites cruising tunes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wouldn't It Be Nice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Beach Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Young love and the heartbreak of just having to make do with a good night kiss. Never expressed so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mercy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Duffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;New and terrific. Great CD and what a voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those Lazy-Hazy Crazy Days of Summer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Nat King Cole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;When I young (very young) hearing this on the car radio let me know that summer had begun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smooth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Santana with Rob Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sexy, cool, hot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hot Fun in the Summertime&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Sly and the Family Stone\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lazy, slow...end of spring into those summer days...oh yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't Take My Eyes Off of You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Frankie Valli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;An "aha" moment, the slow dance and the summer romance takes off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Red Corvette&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;All about the car right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Summer Breeze&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Seals &amp;amp; Crofts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The end of a hot summer day and feeling and smelling the evening breeze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Going to a Go-Go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Smokey Robinson &amp;amp; the Miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;You have to get up and move, just try to stay in your seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good Lovin'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Rascals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Summer and good lovin' just go together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Want You Back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Jackson Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ten year old Michael Jackson with a nose and good skin tone. Another one you need to move to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Under the Boardwalk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Drifters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;After a day with the hot sun beating down on you where else would you want to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take Me to the River&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Commitments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;What a way to cool off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take It Easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Eagles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;One of the best songs for cruising down the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cupid/I've Loved You for a Long Time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Spinners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just makes me smile and feel happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Otis Redding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love it! The best version of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ever and the energy will get ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pleasant Valley Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Monkees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yeah, I know. What!? Micky Dolenz could sing and here he lets ya know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go Now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Moody Blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The song of my first summer heartbreak.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH0-jVIy0UI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nkDqnsb4luM/s1600-h/268814~1965-Ford-Mustang-Convertible-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223399919510016322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH0-jVIy0UI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nkDqnsb4luM/s320/268814~1965-Ford-Mustang-Convertible-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Frankie Valli &amp;amp; the Four Seasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Short and sweet doesn't get any better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's Going On?--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Marvin Gaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The question for all time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rosalita (Come Out Tonight)--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Bruce Springsteen $ the E Street Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Makes me want to jump out of the car and boogie by the side of the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;For me, the &lt;strong&gt;ultimate&lt;/strong&gt; summer song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Summer in the City&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Lovin' Spoonful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Makes ya feel the sweat, the heat of the sidewalk, the sounds of the traffic--and oh what a difference with the city summer nights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;There you have it, just a wee bit of the summer tunes I like and enjoy cruising to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH0-yBRHalI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0keoONUN5BU/s1600-h/G392~Rosie-s-Diner-no-5-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223400171874249298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH0-yBRHalI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0keoONUN5BU/s320/G392~Rosie-s-Diner-no-5-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;What better place to hang out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-7271468101720499378?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/7271468101720499378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=7271468101720499378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/7271468101720499378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/7271468101720499378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-tunes.html' title='Summer Tunes'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH0-sRX2uUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/l0zfWvI7388/s72-c/beach+boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-7088800424194514723</id><published>2008-07-04T13:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:21:18.881-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July and a big THANKS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SG5m09VbbAI/AAAAAAAAACw/hLnkiTZPzq8/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219222078172654594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SG5m09VbbAI/AAAAAAAAACw/hLnkiTZPzq8/s400/fireworks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SG5mE1EeurI/AAAAAAAAACo/uLexiUV8-4o/s1600-h/soldiers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219221251320363698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SG5mE1EeurI/AAAAAAAAACo/uLexiUV8-4o/s400/soldiers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY JULY 4TH!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SG5lywZA1cI/AAAAAAAAACg/ocDpqaeClaE/s1600-h/th_fineart_american-flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219220940826662338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SG5lywZA1cI/AAAAAAAAACg/ocDpqaeClaE/s400/th_fineart_american-flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;So many things to be thankful for. We are a great country and should always remember how lucky we are for what we have. There are many in the world that would give anything for what we take for granted. To our military all over the world in perilous situations-thank you and I hope you are home soon. Celebrate the holiday and remember to give just a wee of thanks for what we have. (Except for George Bush-unless you're counting the days 'til he is gone and glad there aren't many left-which is something to be thankful for)) Peace..........Happy Birthday to my beautiful daughter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-7088800424194514723?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/7088800424194514723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=7088800424194514723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/7088800424194514723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/7088800424194514723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july-and-big-thanks.html' title='Happy 4th of July and a big THANKS!!'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SG5m09VbbAI/AAAAAAAAACw/hLnkiTZPzq8/s72-c/fireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-7413342394887602846</id><published>2008-06-26T11:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T08:01:01.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Words.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SGO-ccWgc8I/AAAAAAAAABM/LNVIXfSMXqU/s1600-h/carlin.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216222189281375170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SGO-ccWgc8I/AAAAAAAAABM/LNVIXfSMXqU/s200/carlin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We have thoughts, but thoughts are fluid. Then we assign a word to a thought and we're&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stuck with that word for that thought------so be careful with words."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; George Carlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Good advice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I heard the news the other morning I had to stop and listen to it repeated-George Carlin died. Wow.....George Carlin who never compromised himself, always stayed true to his style of comedy and didn't care what anyone thought. I remember when he came out with his "The Seven Words You Can Never Say On TV." Carlin cautioned that these words "are the ones that'll infect your soul, curve your spine, and keep the country from winning the war." There was a lawsuit about these words that went all the way to the Supreme Court-now you can get them as a ringtone on your cell phone. Times change. Carlin was the first host of "Saturday Night Live" in 1975. (Watch the tribute on SNL this Saturday night) Carlin wrote several books which all made the best seller list. I love the cover of &lt;strong&gt;"When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops?"&lt;/strong&gt; There's George at the last supper hanging out waiting for the pork chops. Wonder how many he pissed off with the cover and title. I remember seeing the title and it bringing a smile to my face. You can always find something in his books to make you laugh. Hard to imagine that those seven words could cause such an uproar back in the 1970's. You can hear George Carlin's seven words on TV and on almost every channel and nobody flinches or hears them anymore. Funny how in just a wee bit time can change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-7413342394887602846?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/7413342394887602846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=7413342394887602846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/7413342394887602846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/7413342394887602846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/06/seven-words.html' title='Seven Words.....'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SGO-ccWgc8I/AAAAAAAAABM/LNVIXfSMXqU/s72-c/carlin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439334285522557841.post-2270219854604417090</id><published>2008-06-08T10:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T14:26:15.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Hillary, Simply the Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SEv94epgT7I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/eCmoQ3xUwKE/s1600-h/1_Clinton_2008_sff_198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209536540725759922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SEv94epgT7I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/eCmoQ3xUwKE/s200/1_Clinton_2008_sff_198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thank you Hillary for having the belief in yourself to run for President. I admire the fact you rose above all the nonsense and hung in there when you were being told to get out. You made me proud as an American and as a woman and what you did will never be forgotten. I felt that the press was unfair in so many ways and they will have to live with that. It seemed to me the press was more comfortable being labeled sexist then labeled racist. By the time it was pointed out to them the damage was done and we are where we are. You were out there warts and all and never backed down no matter what. You were the first woman to run for president and how lucky we are that you were a wonderful first. Your speech yesterday (June 7, 2008) showed once again what a class act you are and what we are going to be missing. I know there is a push for you to be Vice President but I feel that would be a waste of your talent. There are many other spots where you would be more valuable; Secretary of State; Secretary General (maybe Head of Health Reform?) so think long and hard. Thanks for the party, I wouldn't have missed it for the world. For just a wee bit our country watched history being made, you were part of it and you made it happen. Eighteen million cracks in the class ceiling, wow look at the sunshine coming down. Good stuff....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439334285522557841-2270219854604417090?l=justaweebit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/feeds/2270219854604417090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439334285522557841&amp;postID=2270219854604417090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/2270219854604417090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439334285522557841/posts/default/2270219854604417090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaweebit.blogspot.com/2008/06/thanks-hillary.html' title='Thanks Hillary, Simply the Best'/><author><name>Moondancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934289120762007767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SH-pZM-esoI/AAAAAAAAALc/1cGkmNZLc_g/S220/moondancer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nL9BOi8HLcg/SEv94epgT7I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/eCmoQ3xUwKE/s72-c/1_Clinton_2008_sff_198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
