Author: brhythm

Friday Fill In #104

8 Comments

1. I must travel abroad more before I die.

2. You can’t stop a bull moose with your car.

3. I wish I never had to buy diapers again.

4. My Fathers has have helped me change my life.

5. I know the song Happy Birthday by heart.

6. If I weren’t so afraid, I would put on some red longjohns and a mask, and turn myself into a superhero.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to getting home from my gig, tomorrow my plans include another gig, and Sunday, I want to not play any gigs!

To Jesus on His Birthday

1 Comment

I’ve been publishing this every Christmas eve day for years. I hope you’ll remember to keep the true spirit of Christmas, and not be like those described herein.

“For this your mother sweated in the cold,
For this you bled upon the bitter tree:
A yard of tinsel ribbon bought and sold;
A paper wreath; a day at home for me.
The merry bells ring out, the people kneel;
Up goes the man of God before the crowd;
With voice of honey and with eyes of steel
He drones your humble gospel to the proud.
Nobody listens. Less than the wind that blows
Are all your words to us you died to save.
O Prince of Peace! O Sharon’s dewy Rose!
How mute you lie within your vaulted grave.
The stone the angel rolled away with tears
Is back upon your mouth these thousand years.”

Edna St. Vincent Millay

The Good Samaritan and the Blizzard

5 Comments

By the time I got home from my gig Sunday night, it was nigh on 10:30. The snow in my driveway was higher than the hood of my car. (Those of you in Cali can read about the storm here.) I proceeded to shovel, but it didn’t take long for me to realize that I was never going to shovel a hole big enough to get my car in. It was snowing too fast, and blowing too hard. And, if the plow truck came by again, he’d probably just fill in all my hard work.

As I was working, a guy came by in a plow truck. I waved him down. “Would you mind making a hole for me just big enough to get my car in?” He agreed. About four swipes with his plow truck, and I had a place to park. I went back up to him, and said “Do you have a card?” He said “I’ve got one in here someplace.” I said “I’ll gladly send you some money for your time.” He said “Forget about it Bill. Have a good evening.”

Dear Mr. Samaritan; I don’t know who you were. I didn’t recognize you, and I didn’t recognize the company name on your landscaping truck. But the money you didn’t take from me on Sunday found it’s way to a Salvation Army kettle. Thank you for your kindness. It is sincerely appreciated.

Friday Fill-In #103

8 Comments

Fill in the lyrics…with the correct ones or ones of your own 🙂 Have fun with this, don’t worry if you don’t know ’em…just make up something silly or do a silly one and a serious one! The most important part is to have fun with it.

1. Said the night wind to the little lamb “Where is your coat? Don’t you realize it’s winter!”
2. The first Noel, the angel did say, “My Tom-Tom isn’t working. Anyone know the way to Bethlehem?”
3. There’s this brown stuff oozing, Over the hills and everywhere.
4. It came upon the midnight clear, dropped 14″ of snow, and all the Mainers had to shovel out the next morning.
5. Just realize that in a few days, the days will start getting longer, so, Let your heart be light.
6. And the thing that will make them ring is the carol that you sing in the shower.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to playing Santa at the Salvation Army Christmas party, tomorrow my plans include an early gig (6-10pm) and Sunday, I want to get my afternoon gig out of the way before the storm hits! (I don’t think that’s going to happen.)

Shot On the Spot

2 Comments

Amber tagged me to play Shot On The Spot. I was supposed to take a picture of myself. I wasn’t supposed to edit it in any way. Here’s how it came out:myface1

After I took that shot, though, I was better able to figure out the camera holding angle and what not. Photo #2 came out better, I think.myface2I’m supposed to tag five people to play along. Play along if you want. If you don’t, no worries. The following people rarely, if ever, post their photos online. Maybe now is the time for Pastor Dave, Jim, Amy, Susan, and Aunt Ginny.