Her hair is Harlow gold, Her lips sweet surprise Her hands are never cold She's got Bette Davis eyes She'll turn her music on You won't have to think twice She's pure as New York snow She got Bette Davis eyes
And she'll tease you She'll unease you All the better just to please you She's precocious And she knows just what it Takes to make a pro blush She got Greta Garbo Stand off sighs, She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll let you take her home It whets her appetite She'll lay you on her throne She got Bette Davis eyes She'll take a tumble on you Roll you like you were dice Until you come out blue She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll expose you When she snows you Off your feet with the crumbs she throws you She's ferocious And she knows just what it Takes to make a pro blush All the boys Think she's a spy, She's got Bette Davis eyes
And she'll tease you She'll unease you All the better just to please you She's precocious And she knows just what it Takes to make a pro blush All the boys Think she's a spy, She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll tease you She'll unease you Just to please you She's got Bette Davis eyes
No, it WAS a fine day. An extremely fine day. It just wasn't quite THE extremely fine day. Yet. But it will be . Soon. And tomorrow will also be an extremely fine day.
Extremely fine good night to all tonight. hasta maƱana.
there ia a "teachable" moment.. I did conceive of all kinds of fictitious literary explanations as to the absence.. and then when I heard the truth it was as though I was the victim ... when it might not be that way at all.
I'm not gates meade.. at all
Im sorry .. I was kind of ready you know to celebrate so I jumped the gun when nobody said anything.
I think my mother was right earlier tonight .. when she told me (its buried there when she called me here i told you guys about it) if I was being any good to anybody.
I want her to be wrong.. but it might be my enmity towards my father talking. I dont want to just be good to somebody.
I just want to play some more music here.. it the only reason why i really come here.
Like Stars In My Hands, Daggers In My Heart, Wage War_ Together. As if in silent prayer. And whenever I looked out, you were there. Love flowed from our hearts. How could we ever, Stand to be apart? Don't throw your faith in others away, Because we have ended this way. Don't ever think I don't care about you, What you've always know is true. It always seems sad, things have to change. Like our feelings, let's not look for blame. Don't throw your faith in others away, Because we have ended this way. Don't ever think I don't care about you, What you've always known is true. After all is said and done, I am the sorry one. Why must we hurt the people we love? It's like my destiny falls on me from above. I love you but I can't hang on anymore. I love you but I can't stay anymore
the thing about althouse the blog its the nearness of her ..
Im talking about the discovery that it is a lot of the senderos the via the way whre we go on sometimes because we follow her. its a joy worthy of celebration!
thanks amba! thanks for you being a late nighter also.
Look out behind you Jojo's got his gun He wouldn't mean to do but Ya know he likes his fun Jojo dig those spinning lights Way out games and dizzy heights below him Jojo dig those Broadway nights Flashy lines, you know him
He's got you covered You'll know it right out front Hey fifty dollars He'll get you all you want Jojo dig those spinning lights Way out games and dizzy heights below him And it's all below him Jojo dig those Broadway nights Flashy lines, you know him
Ever so rarely that man in a million's born Gentle and soft, but who'd just as soon off you For looking the wrong way as not Jojo, go Jo
His baby stays high Got to keep her sweet He keeps her just right Keeps her on the street Jojo dig those spinning lights Way out games and dizzy heights below him Jojo dig those Broadway nights Oh, you know him
Do you know you are so nice Do you care I'd love to take you home Jojo digs those spinning lights Way out games and dizzy heights below him Broadway nights You know him
Say, what do you think of gentleman wearing mink Gentle and soft, but who'd just as soon off you For looking the wrong way as not Jojo, go Jo
So you look out behind you Jojo's got a gun 'Cause he wouldn't mean to But he likes his fun Jojo digs those spinning lights Way out games and dizzy heights below him Jojo dig those Broadway nights Flashy lines, you know him Jojo our love can grow Jojo, now now now
So how come Althouse never blogged about how a Boston cop called Prof. Gates a "banana-eating jungle monkey"?
Oh, it wasn't Crowley. Crowley merely arrested an innocent man at his own house even though he didn't violate a single law.
No, it was one of his colleages. I guess Gates should feel relieved he only got falsely arrested and didn't have to deal with the officer who calls black people "banana-eating jungle monkeys". If he had had a run0in with THAT cop he might be dead right now. Instead he was merely falsely arrested. I guess he should breath a sigh of relief.
Colorado is nice (and not offense intended) but could it be 6 more hours and Arches, or 10 more hours and Bryce.
Getting married under a hoodoo - God's Cathedral - would be pretty spectacular.
(BTW, Meade, how's your Cockney?)
There's drinks and girls all over And I've gotta track 'em down In just a few more hours. Set 'em up, me darlin'!
I'm getting married in the mornin'! Ding dong! The bells are gonna chime. Pull out the stopper! Let's have a whopper! But get me to the church on time!
I got ta be there in the mornin', Spruced up and lookin' in me prime. Girls, come and kiss me; Show how you'll miss me. But get me to the church on time!
If I am dancin', Roll up the floor. If I am whistlin', Whewt me out the door!
For I'm gettin' married in the mornin'. Ding dong! The bells are gonna chime. Kick up a rumpus, But don't lose the compass, And get me to the church...
Colorado mountain high at the continental divide of life, an inch this way or that way makes all the difference. We wish you two all the best life has to offer on your way together back to the ocean/beach where all life begins.
So how come Althouse never blogged about how a Boston cop called Prof. Gates a "banana-eating jungle monkey"?
So how come you haven't suggested it to her? You know she has repeatedly begged us to explain to her what she needs to post on her own blog. Especially since it's not like you could get your own blog and post about things you think should be posted about, or anything.
Aha! It looks like my mention of Rocky Mountain National Park was on target! After I wrote that comment, I went back and looked for those posts, and was alarmed to discover that it was 4 years ago, in August 2005. Yikes! Where has the time gone?
Great place to be for a special moment. I stood where Ann was a few years back...as a sights gawker and rockhound ready to rip some great fossils free of the past...not to get hitched again.
Enjoy your time, Meade & Anne. The last two weeks seem to have been a well-planned prologue...a circuitous journey around America to a true "destination".
============== LoafingOaf said... So how come Althouse never blogged about how a Boston cop called Prof. Gates a "banana-eating jungle monkey"?
Oaf - If you think that it is important enough to start your own Blog, start your own Blog! Or write Althouse an email on that or 200 news items each day she DOESN'T post on. That you think she should.
------
PS - the dummy who wrote the email did not say Gates was a "banana-eating jungle monkey" . He killed his career by saying Gates was ACTING LIKE...(like!) a banana-eating jungle monkey ...when arrested. Cops have to understand that blacks are hypersensitive to references to apes, monkeys, jungle..And transgressing that is a career-killer. In the 90s, another cop lost his job simply by characterizing a confrontation between two very large, angry black men - circling one another, roaring, actually thumping their chests, snarling...in a most honest, but most unfortunate way to a reporter.
"We were called about a disturbance. When we arrived, I swear, what we saw was a scene right out of 'Gorillas In The Mist".
I can't let that picture of Colorado go uncommented upon. I will be fairly close to there a week from today, and was through there 2 1/2 weeks ago.
Growing up, we went to camp every summer near Estes Park, and hiked and rode in the park. They still hike there, but it is more crowded and there are more limitations. And riding into the park is much harder - mostly I think because some of the open spaces in Estes Park have filled in over the last 40 years.
On that recent trip, we started in Dillon, drove down the Blue to Kremling, then up the Colorado to Grand Lake, and over Trail Ridge into Estes. We found a great place in Grand Lake for lunch, with some of the best chili cheese fries ever. Despite having been over Trail Ridge dozens and dozens of times over the last 50 years, I still stopped at a lot of the overlooks, and took as many photos as those driving it the first time do.
I was also able to point to the lake across the valley where my father and 3 of us boys got lost hiking into the lake some 40+ years ago. And, of course, the family namesake, Hayden Spire.
"So how come Althouse never blogged about how a Boston cop called Prof. Gates a "banana-eating jungle monkey"?... No, it was one of his colleages."
Colleagues? How so? I didn't see any connection of any significance. Who was that guy? There's always someone writing garbage somewhere. Yes, it's bad, but it's not news worthy of commentary and it was no reflection on Crowley.
You do realize that Boston and Cambridge are 2 different cities.
What if there was some black professor in a Boston university who said something terrible about Crowley? Would that be worth commenting on? Would it reflect on Gates?
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63 comments:
We're here for a reason
so we can continue the celebration.. just let us handle it.. 'it's not about you'.. well maybe a little ;)
It was the Bette Davis on Althouse that Meade fell in love with.
(everybody knows that :)
Althouse is like Betty Davis :)
Her hair is Harlow gold,
Her lips sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll turn her music on
You won't have to think twice
She's pure as New York snow
She got Bette Davis eyes
And she'll tease you
She'll unease you
All the better just to please you
She's precocious
And she knows just what it
Takes to make a pro blush
She got Greta Garbo Stand off sighs,
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll let you take her home
It whets her appetite
She'll lay you on her throne
She got Bette Davis eyes
She'll take a tumble on you
Roll you like you were dice
Until you come out blue
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll expose you
When she snows you
Off your feet with the crumbs she throws you
She's ferocious
And she knows just what it
Takes to make a pro blush
All the boys Think she's a spy,
She's got Bette Davis eyes
And she'll tease you
She'll unease you
All the better just to please you
She's precocious
And she knows just what it
Takes to make a pro blush
All the boys Think she's a spy,
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll tease you
She'll unease you
Just to please you
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll expose you
When she snows you.
I'll be dammed if i'm going to let the bride downplay her own wedding..
outragious!
more music coming up!
its going to be a fine day.. today tomorrow!
every day
!
tonight..
fine night tonight
fine night tonight
it's going to be a fine night tonight
it's going to be a fine night tonight
it's a fine day,
people open windows.
they leave the houses,
just for a short while.
it's a fine day,
people open windows.
they leave the houses,
just for a short while.
it's going to be a fine night tonight
it's going to be a fine day tomorrow
it's going to be a fine night tonight
it's going to be a fine day tomorrow
it's a fine day,
people open windows.
they leave the houses,
just for a short while.
they walk by the grass
they look at the sky
they walk by the grass
and they look at the grass
they look at the sky
it's going to be a fine night tonight
it's going to be a fine day tomorrow
it's going to be a fine night tonight
it's going to be a fine day tomorrow
Nice, Lem!
But hang on just a few more days, my friend. It will happen. She will let you know.
Now let's let sleeping beauty have her beauty sleep.
(Okay, nice music.) Gracias.
I figured you might be headed our way (Colorado) when you mentioned stopping in Cur-Knee.
Living here means NEVER going to the beach.
it was not today?
it was not a fine day then..
it's not your fault ..
I was saving some of this stuff so i might look improvised.
so the loss is really not as it seems.
i will just have to improv for real next time!
Ay Dios mio Meade!
I went told a bunch of people to say hello!
what gives?
I'm such a dodo!
No, it WAS a fine day. An extremely fine day. It just wasn't quite THE extremely fine day. Yet. But it will be . Soon. And tomorrow will also be an extremely fine day.
Extremely fine good night to all tonight. hasta maƱana.
Congratulations and be safe on your trip.
Glad to know you're taking the advice I offered back here.
Well we had a fine day at our house the 31st.
Married off youngest daughter to a fine young man.
Best to you when your day comes, A&M.
there ia a "teachable" moment.. I did conceive of all kinds of fictitious literary explanations as to the absence.. and then when I heard the truth it was as though I was the victim ... when it might not be that way at all.
I'm not gates meade.. at all
Im sorry .. I was kind of ready you know to celebrate so I jumped the gun when nobody said anything.
I mean i did ask over and over..
what was going on?
its there in the record.. when there was no answer i assumed that it was because i was close to the truth.
Sorry i think i should not come here for a while.
thats a bunch of huy.. of course.
i'm not my governor of alaska..
it is mighty cold where im sitting thou
If you like something you are going to have pay yhe piper..
you ar never going to see the piper coming.
I think my mother was right earlier tonight .. when she told me (its buried there when she called me here i told you guys about it) if I was being any good to anybody.
I want her to be wrong.. but it might be my enmity towards my father talking.
I dont want to just be good to somebody.
I just want to play some more music here..
it the only reason why i really come here.
Lem (when I stop laughing):
No problem. Haven't you ever heard of a Polish wedding? It lasts a week! Let the festivities start! Bang the drum!
i want to think that maybe my taste in music is good.. this is really about me.
thats all.
I'm fine meade.. I think meade is a worrier..
God bless him.. I just like coming here and play some music thats all..
Lem (when I stop laughing):
No problem. Haven't you ever heard of a Polish wedding? It lasts a week! Let the festivities start! Bang the drum!
Jesus amba whre can you still show the light of the world?
i dont need much to get me going!
its coming watch out!
i have about tree songs Biden for play ;)
get it biden?
sometimes it's inpersonal
Surrender Single Gun Theory..
Im in debt to you amba.
this song just poped in.
Like Stars In My Hands, Daggers In My Heart, Wage War_
Together. As if in silent prayer.
And whenever I looked out, you were there.
Love flowed from our hearts.
How could we ever,
Stand to be apart?
Don't throw your faith in others away,
Because we have ended this way.
Don't ever think I don't care about you,
What you've always know is true.
It always seems sad, things have to change.
Like our feelings, let's not look for blame.
Don't throw your faith in others away,
Because we have ended this way.
Don't ever think I don't care about you,
What you've always known is true.
After all is said and done, I am the sorry one.
Why must we hurt the people we love?
It's like my destiny falls on me from above.
I love you but I can't hang on anymore.
I love you but I can't stay anymore
the thing about althouse the blog its the nearness of her ..
Im talking about the discovery that it is a lot of the senderos the via the way whre we go on sometimes because we follow her. its a joy worthy of celebration!
thanks amba! thanks for you being a late nighter also.
jojo
Jojo is like amba ;)
Look out behind you
Jojo's got his gun
He wouldn't mean to do but
Ya know he likes his fun
Jojo dig those spinning lights
Way out games and dizzy heights below him
Jojo dig those Broadway nights
Flashy lines, you know him
He's got you covered
You'll know it right out front
Hey fifty dollars
He'll get you all you want
Jojo dig those spinning lights
Way out games and dizzy heights below him
And it's all below him
Jojo dig those Broadway nights
Flashy lines, you know him
Ever so rarely that man in a million's born
Gentle and soft, but who'd just as soon off you
For looking the wrong way as not
Jojo, go Jo
His baby stays high
Got to keep her sweet
He keeps her just right
Keeps her on the street
Jojo dig those spinning lights
Way out games and dizzy heights below him
Jojo dig those Broadway nights
Oh, you know him
Do you know you are so nice
Do you care
I'd love to take you home
Jojo digs those spinning lights
Way out games and dizzy heights below him
Broadway nights
You know him
Say, what do you think of gentleman wearing mink
Gentle and soft, but who'd just as soon off you
For looking the wrong way as not
Jojo, go Jo
So you look out behind you
Jojo's got a gun
'Cause he wouldn't mean to
But he likes his fun
Jojo digs those spinning lights
Way out games and dizzy heights below him
Jojo dig those Broadway nights
Flashy lines, you know him
Jojo our love can grow
Jojo, now now now
i was hoping to play this song for the day.. but i might as well play it now. its now
Secret Garden
the garden.. its like its written for them.
the Althouse vortex.
the althouse vortex rules lets face it.
how abot some lively tune b4 we have to part company?
Thanks, Lem . . . I'm having a blast already!
Ive got that tune..
you have a blog amba?
Bjork scares me in a scary way..
i dont know how to put it
Isobel
Her lyrics are about as honest they can get.. period the end.
just speak low lem.. its late.. early.
wahtever..
tomorrow is near tomorrow is here.
I was too soon.
waht a song!
it too good to end on this.. wow.
i have an idea
So how come Althouse never blogged about how a Boston cop called Prof. Gates a "banana-eating jungle monkey"?
Oh, it wasn't Crowley. Crowley merely arrested an innocent man at his own house even though he didn't violate a single law.
No, it was one of his colleages. I guess Gates should feel relieved he only got falsely arrested and didn't have to deal with the officer who calls black people "banana-eating jungle monkeys". If he had had a run0in with THAT cop he might be dead right now. Instead he was merely falsely arrested. I guess he should breath a sigh of relief.
i cant cut and paste as usual
somebody is trying to tell me something..
i'm going to reboot.. old reliable
the idea was to go off the air with a song that was neither here nor there.. see? its imperceptible
i told you i had an idea.
its a nice song if i say so myself.
this song is imperseptible..
of course now that i told you you may try to pay attention
i can almost garantte tomorrow you will not remember this song unless you find you stinking ass back here and click on it!
Love is blinding
the idea is you make the ordinary celestial by making the celestial ordinary.
its really that easy.. if you are into that sort of thing ;)
New World
Why isn't LoafingOaf going to the beach?
Colorado is nice (and not offense intended) but could it be 6 more hours and Arches, or 10 more hours and Bryce.
Getting married under a hoodoo - God's Cathedral - would be pretty spectacular.
(BTW, Meade, how's your Cockney?)
There's drinks and girls all over
And I've gotta track 'em down
In just a few more hours.
Set 'em up, me darlin'!
I'm getting married in the mornin'!
Ding dong! The bells are gonna chime.
Pull out the stopper!
Let's have a whopper!
But get me to the church on time!
I got ta be there in the mornin',
Spruced up and lookin' in me prime.
Girls, come and kiss me;
Show how you'll miss me.
But get me to the church on time!
If I am dancin',
Roll up the floor.
If I am whistlin',
Whewt me out the door!
For I'm gettin' married in the mornin'.
Ding dong! The bells are gonna chime.
Kick up a rumpus,
But don't lose the compass,
And get me to the church...
(Get 'im to the church...)
For God's sake, get me to the church on time!
Colorado mountain high at the continental divide of life, an inch this way or that way makes all the difference. We wish you two all the best life has to offer on your way together back to the ocean/beach where all life begins.
LoafingOaf said...
So how come Althouse never blogged about how a Boston cop called Prof. Gates a "banana-eating jungle monkey"?
So how come you haven't suggested it to her? You know she has repeatedly begged us to explain to her what she needs to post on her own blog. Especially since it's not like you could get your own blog and post about things you think should be posted about, or anything.
I wonder if someone's daughter lives there.
Aha! It looks like my mention of Rocky Mountain National Park was on target! After I wrote that comment, I went back and looked for those posts, and was alarmed to discover that it was 4 years ago, in August 2005. Yikes! Where has the time gone?
Have a great trip!
Is this where Meade was photographed on that bicycle in shorts?
Great place to be for a special moment. I stood where Ann was a few years back...as a sights gawker and rockhound ready to rip some great fossils free of the past...not to get hitched again.
Enjoy your time, Meade & Anne. The last two weeks seem to have been a well-planned prologue...a circuitous journey around America to a true "destination".
==============
LoafingOaf said...
So how come Althouse never blogged about how a Boston cop called Prof. Gates a "banana-eating jungle monkey"?
Oaf - If you think that it is important enough to start your own Blog, start your own Blog!
Or write Althouse an email on that or 200 news items each day she DOESN'T post on. That you think she should.
------
PS - the dummy who wrote the email did not say Gates was a "banana-eating jungle monkey" . He killed his career by saying Gates was ACTING LIKE...(like!) a banana-eating jungle monkey ...when arrested.
Cops have to understand that blacks are hypersensitive to references to apes, monkeys, jungle..And transgressing that is a career-killer.
In the 90s, another cop lost his job simply by characterizing a confrontation between two very large, angry black men - circling one another, roaring, actually thumping their chests, snarling...in a most honest, but most unfortunate way to a reporter.
"We were called about a disturbance. When we arrived, I swear, what we saw was a scene right out of 'Gorillas In The Mist".
I can't let that picture of Colorado go uncommented upon. I will be fairly close to there a week from today, and was through there 2 1/2 weeks ago.
Growing up, we went to camp every summer near Estes Park, and hiked and rode in the park. They still hike there, but it is more crowded and there are more limitations. And riding into the park is much harder - mostly I think because some of the open spaces in Estes Park have filled in over the last 40 years.
On that recent trip, we started in Dillon, drove down the Blue to Kremling, then up the Colorado to Grand Lake, and over Trail Ridge into Estes. We found a great place in Grand Lake for lunch, with some of the best chili cheese fries ever. Despite having been over Trail Ridge dozens and dozens of times over the last 50 years, I still stopped at a lot of the overlooks, and took as many photos as those driving it the first time do.
I was also able to point to the lake across the valley where my father and 3 of us boys got lost hiking into the lake some 40+ years ago. And, of course, the family namesake, Hayden Spire.
"So how come Althouse never blogged about how a Boston cop called Prof. Gates a "banana-eating jungle monkey"?... No, it was one of his colleages."
Colleagues? How so? I didn't see any connection of any significance. Who was that guy? There's always someone writing garbage somewhere. Yes, it's bad, but it's not news worthy of commentary and it was no reflection on Crowley.
You do realize that Boston and Cambridge are 2 different cities.
What if there was some black professor in a Boston university who said something terrible about Crowley? Would that be worth commenting on? Would it reflect on Gates?
Great picture. Aside from the spectacular view, I see a happy Chick. I like happy shots and I don't mean booze.
From a barrier island to Colorado in a couple of days?
Go Speed Racer!
Mount of the Holy Cross?
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