Friday Fill In #94

1. Follow the red line on the map until you hit the blue line. Then you’re there!
2. A little extra cash is something I always take with me on vacation.
3. To achieve your goals, you must work at it.
4. “I like Halloween” is something I’d like you to know about me.
5. I have a local gig tonight. If you’re in Rockland, c’mon down to the Black Bull.
6. Float rope floats. (Sink rope doesn’t.)
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to coming home from my gig, tomorrow my plans include going to a winterizing workshop, and Sunday, I want to give it all I’ve got!

Interseting Epitaph

I was searching for some new, somewhat macabre desktop today (as many of you know, I have a bit of penchant for the dreary), and I came across this epitaph. Sally Pond died in 1774 at age 31, and was buried beside two daughters (one died at 20 years, the other at 21 days). Sally’s epitaph reads (in my somewhat modern translation):

Under this stone confined doth lie
Three subjects of Death’s tyranny.
The mother who in this close tomb
Sleeps with the offspring of her womb
Whereby we see Death’s cruelty
In cutting of both fruit and tree
Yet all his malice will prove vain
Both tree and fruit will spring again.

A “rubbing” of her stone is here. I dig it!

Ringo Wants Peace and Love, and No More Fan Mail

Check out Mr. Starr here.

Does Ringo owe his fans anything? No. Does he have the right to stop signing things? Absolutely. Did his announcement make him come off as a total jerk? Um, Mr. Starr, there’s a Mr. Rich asking for you on line #2…

Ringo, man, stop with the whole “Peace and love” bit. It only sounds that much more insincere, especially couched in your announcement to “toss” requests for an autograph. While you have a right not to be hounded by fans, your request makes you sound like a pompous, well, you know.

I’m not an autograph type of person. I have one autograph, and that’s from Toy Caldwell after my band opened up for him in Camden 15 years ago. I have never written to a star for an autograph, and never plan too. But Mr. Starr, your video really made me change my view on who I thought you were.

Now, what’s Charlie Watt’s address?

Friday Fill In #93

1. One of the best concerts/plays/movies I ever saw that I really didn’t think I’d like was Bed of Roses.

2. Turkey pizza with roasted red peppers and pesto is a recipe I recently made that was delicious!

3. It’s time for bed, little mouse, little mouse–darkness is falling all over the house.

4. Italian lemon creme cake is quite refreshing.

5. If I never hear the word “Play some Bob Seger” again, it’ll be too soon.

6. To one side of the curving road was a smoking wreck, and on the other was an ambulance.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to bed, tomorrow my plans include going to a church meeting, and Sunday, I want to do something interesting, but I don’t know what!

The Scooter Contest

Yesterday, Jim thought he saw my scoot parked at Wasses Hot Dog Wagon. It wasn’t me! Someone in town apparently has a blue Honda Metropolitan just like mine! I’ve been thinking I need to Billy Rhythm-ize the scoot, and now I know I have to do it. But how? Skulls? Flames? Wire wheels? I’ve been thinking some kind of sticker might be in order. So here’s the contest: find the perfect accessory for my scoot, so everyone will know “That’s Billy Rhythm.” Leave me a comment, or email me, a link to the product. If you’re the winner, I’ll accessorize the scoot with your idea, AND you’ll win a prize. Cool?