Friday, May 26, 2006

Georgia On My Mind












My version is by Michael Bolton (which is amazing), but it would be sacreligious to not include Ray Charles when referring to this song.

Georgia On My Mind
Michael Bolton

Georgia, Georgia
the whole day through
just an old sweet song
keeps Georgia on my mind
talkin 'bout Georgia
I'm in Georgia
so love you
comes as sweet and clear
as moonlight through the pines

Other arms that reach out to me
Other eyes smile tenderly
Still in peaceful dreams I see
the road leads back to you

Georgia, sweet Georgia
No peace I have found
Just an old sweet song
keeps Georgia on my mind
Georgia on my mind

Other arms reach out to me
Other eyes smile tenderly
Still in peaceful dreams I see
the road leads back, leads back to you
ohhh Georgia, Georgia, sweet Georgia
no peace, no peace I've found
Just this old sweet song
keeps Georgia forever on my mind
Just an old sweet, sweet, sweet song
keeps Georgia forever on my mind

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Cowboy Take Me Away






The Dixie Chicks have been through some rough times recently, because they spoke truth to power, and they had to pay a price for it. But they have a new CD out now, and as the first hit single says, they're Not (yet) ready to play nice. No apologies. If you like quality music, check into their new CD. In the meantime, here's a Chick classic, posted by a Colorado fan from the land of wide open spaces:

Cowboy Take Me Away
Dixie Chicks

I said I wanna touch the earth
I wanna break it in my hands
I wanna grow something wild and unruly

I wanna sleep on the hard ground
In the comfort of your arms
On a pillow of bluebonnets
In a blanket made of stars

Oh it sounds good to me
I said,
Cowboy take me away
Fly this girl as high as you can
Into the wild blue
Set me free oh I pray
Closer to heaven above and
Closer to you,
closer to you

I wanna walk and not run
I wanna skip and not fall
I wanna look at the horizon
And not see a building standing tall

I wanna be the only one
For miles and miles
Except for maybe you
And your simple smile

Oh it sounds good to me
Yes it sounds so good to me

Cowboy take me away
Fly this girl as high as you can
Into the wild blue
Set me free oh I pray
Closer to heaven above and
Closer to you
closer to you

I said I wanna touch the earth
I wanna break it in my hands
I wanna grow something wild and unruly
Oh it sounds so good to me

Cowboy take me away
Fly this girl as high as you can
Into the wild blue
Set me free oh I pray
Closer to heaven above and
Closer to you, closer to you
Closer to you
Cowboy take me away
Closer to you

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Kafkaesque???












So, I recently applied to tutor English and ESL at my university, and I go in to the appropriate office today to drop off required transcripts, and to check on any other needed items. It turns out that they state they don't have my application. When they show me what one looks like, I realize I did in fact complete it, quite extensively, and have already turned it in. I tell them to look for it, as I put a lot of work into that, and if they don't find it, then I'll do a new one. Well, when I get home, "Dewey" (a smarmy little bastard if there ever was one) from this office, has left a message telling me that they may want me just to do a new one, so that they don't have to "continue wasting their time" (direct quote) in looking for it. In fact, instead of applying for English/ESL tutor (an open position), which I have already been deemed qualified to tutor in by the process and by the appropriate authorities, he advises me to apply for the position of Anthropology tutor (a position which does not exist, there being no demand for it). Can you believe it? He knowingly advised me to apply for something that does not exist, so that when they received my "new" application, they could then file it away, and be done with both me and with any question as to the degree of competency that exists within their office.

When I went in to their office initially, at 1pm today, it was closed, and the lights were turned off. The sign said, "Out To Lunch" (appropriate, now that I think about that more), and believe me, it's not the first time that I've been there during business hours where, for usually unnamed reasons, they simply seem not to be open, though they advertise conventional 9-5 business hours. I tried to communicate a few of these issues to the "supervisor" on duty, but it was truly like I had landed upon the surface of Mars, and I was speaking a language called "English", while she was was speaking "Glibbity-Glorbb", or whatever language the Martians speak. People live so long within their incompetencies, that eventually they can only speak the language of their fellow surrounding incompetents; "X-ron dorf, gibbity-goo, yarchronic chnorf tabb!" I did manage to communicate back to her a, "chnrontif gleeb yacar Dean of Schools haruf marg I will be contacting haroof miyarg glarb! I really do hope that she caught on to that, but it's probably doubtful; too much English, and not enough "incompetentese"!

"With ignorance and arrogance, success is assured."
-Mark Twain

Friday, May 12, 2006

Ughh, It's... Finally....Over !!!








It's the end of the semester, once again. I thought it would never get here. I am free!!! Well, I'm about 95% free; there's still a few loose ends to tie up early next week, but I've pushed the vast bulk of my scholarly responsibilities up to the top of the hill. Now, I have 3 1/2 months until they all start rolling back down again! (let's not even think about that!). I can read whatever I want to again (Yea!), and I can do some real larnin'; like about the UFO's, Bigfoot, who "really" built the Pyramids, the Abominable Snowman, and Ryan Seacrest. You know, "science" - what "they" don't want you to know about.

Well "they" won't have me back in their tentacles anytime soon, at least until September. Summertime, I am ready for you. Let's play.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Try A Little Tenderness






Try A Little Tenderness
sung by Otis Redding



Oh she may be weary
And young girls, they do get wearied
Wearing that same old shaggy dress
yeah, yeah
But when she gets weary
Try a little tenderness
yeah, yeah

You know she's waiting,
Just anticipating
For things that she'll never, never, never, never, possess, yeah, yeah
But while she's there waiting,
without them
Try a little tenderness
[Thats all gotta you do]

It's not just sentimental no, no, no
She has - her grief and care
yeah, yeah, yeah
But the soft words, they are spoke so gentle, yeah
It, makes it easier, easier to bear, yeah

You wont regret it
No, no
Young girls they dont forget it
Love is their whole happiness
yeah

But its all so easy
All you gotta do is
try
Try a little
Tenderness
Yeah

All you gotta do is, man
Hold her where you want her
squeeze her
don't tease her
Never leave her
get to her
try, try
try a little tenderness
yeah, yeah, yeah
you gotta
no body love her, man
take this advice, man
you got ta
squeeze her
Don't tease her
never leave
you got ta hold her
and rub her softly, man
try a little tenderness
yeah, yeah, yeah
you gotta rub her gently man,
gotta
don't bruise her, no, no
you gotta love her,
tease her
don't
squeeze her

you got ta,
tra
na, na, na
try
try a little tenderness, yeah
watch the groove
you gotta know what to do man,
take this advice
you gotta love her
squeeze her
don't leave
my baby...


I had to listen very closely to get that last part!