This week’s Friday Five is about romance and love…

1.) Do you believe in love at first sight? Why or why not?
Yes, I am a hopeless romantic at heart and I still hold out for the romantic ideas.

2.) What physical feature attracts you the most (romantically) to another person?
Eyes. I can be hooked on a woman in seconds with her eyes.

3.) What do you think is the biggest benefit of being in a romantic relationship?
Security. The love you exchange gives a feeling of security which allows you to grow with the partner.

4.) Biggest downside?
There is a downside?

5.) Has your idea of love and romance changed? If so, how?
Yes, I used to think that you had one and only one person that you could fall in love with. Happily I was wrong.

Do the Friday Five.

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Slowly, but surely, I am getting things fixed from the move to the new server. It seems that the problems are from a previous server move and not the one I just made.

Well, nothing else is happening… except work… and trying to mow the lawn in between rain storms and floods. This has been the wettest year so far that I can remember. I’ve been living at my current address for five or six years now and this is the first time I’ve actually seen water stand and pool in spots for longer that a few days.

Maybe the water table will finally get back to pre-drought levels.

It sure puts a hamper on trying to get the pool set up.

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I did not think that when I imported my entries from MT 3.12 to 3.16 that I was going to have to do so much in cleaning up the entries. I have a lot of stray symbols and unknown characters in my entries that have to clean up as well as find some of the missing pictures. It is a lot of hard work!

The song by John Cougar Mellencamp named “Rain On The Scarecrow” was playing on the radio just now. If you don’t remember, it is a song about the plight of the small farmers that are losing their land, leaving nothing for future generations to inherit.

Rain On The Scarecrow
by John Cougar Mellencamp

Scarecrow on a wooden cross Blackbird in the barn
Four hundred empty acres that used to be my farm
I grew up like my daddy did My grandpa cleared this land
When I was five I walked the fence while grandpa held my hand
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation This land made me proud
And Son I’m just sorry there’s no legacy for you now
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
The crops we grew last summer weren’t enough to pay the loans
Couldn’t buy the seed to plant this spring and the Farmers Bank foreclosed
Called my old friend Schepman up to auction off the land
He said John it’s just my job and I hope you understand
Hey calling it your job ol’ hoss sure don’t make it right
But if you want me to I’ll say a prayer for your soul tonight
And grandma’s on the front porch swing with a Bible in her hand
Sometimes I hear her singing “Take me to the Promised Land”
When you take away a man’s dignity he can’t work his fields and cows
There’ll be blood on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Blood on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Well there’s ninety-seven crosses planted in the courthouse yard
Ninety-seven families who lost ninety-seven farms
I think about my grandpa and my neighbors and my name
And some nights I feel like dyin’ Like that scarecrow in the rain
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation This land made me proud
And Son I’m just sorry they’re just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation This land made me proud
And Son I’m just sorry they’re just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow

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Read the whole post… PLEASE!

Sometimes you can get into some real deep thinking, then there are times when your mind is a total wasteland of irrelevant and spasmodic phrases and images… a nice way of saying your daydreaming.

So what is today’s post about?

The frell if I know, I just work here.

I was listening to “Dust in the Wind” by Kansas and was getting all philosophical and such, and I was all ready to write this really deep stuff. Then came the dreaded cotton-candy song right afterward (I was listening to the radio). You know the kind of song. In particular the one I was listening to was “Sugar, Sugar” by The Archies (remember the Saturday morning show). Well, that song was enough to just blast every thought of worth out of my head… gone… goodbye.

Don’t ya hate that.

Well, here are the lyrics to “Dust in the Wind”. Maybe you can think of something deep.

Dust In The Wind
by Kansas

I close my eyes
Only for a moment, then the moment’s gone
All my dreams
Pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind
All they are is dust in the wind

Same old song
Just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do
Crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind, ohh

Now, don’t hang on
Nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away
And all your money won’t another minute buy
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind

Dust in the wind
Everything is dust in the wind
Everything is dust in the wind
The wind

And just so you know how it feels to loose what mind you have, here are the lyrics to “Sugar, Sugar”…..

Sugar, Sugar
by The Archies

Sugar, ah honey honey
You are my candy girl
And you’ve got me wanting you.
Honey, ah sugar sugar
You are my candy girl
And you’ve got me wanting you.
I just can’t believe the loveliness of loving you
(I just can’t believe it’s true)
I just can’t believe the one to love this feeling to.
(I just can’t believe it’s true)
Ah sugar, ah honey honey
You are my candy girl
And you’ve got me wanting you.
Ah honey, ah sugar sugar
You are my candy girl
And you’ve got me wanting you.
When I kissed you, girl, I knew how sweet a kiss could be
(I know how sweet a kiss can be)
Like the summer sunshine pour your sweetness over me
(Pour your sweetness over me)
Sugar, pour a little sugar on it honey,
Pour a little sugar on it baby
I’m gonna make your life so sweet, yeah yeah yeah
Pour a little sugar on it oh yeah
Pour a little sugar on it honey,
Pour a little sugar on it baby
I’m gonna make your life so sweet, yeah yeah yeah
Pour a little sugar on it honey,
Ah sugar, ah honey honey
You are my candy girl
And you’ve got me wanting you.
Oh honey, honey, sugar sugar ..
You are my candy girl ..

See, all thoughts have now left your head.

Well, I still have one thought floating in my head. Yeah that blue-eyed young African-American woman I saw the other day when I went to get some fast food. I was just about to order some crappy for my health fast food when those beautiful blue eyes looked at me from behind the cash register…. the kind of eyes that make you weak in the knees and stutter. Okay, I didn’t stutter my order out, but the young lady behind the counter blushed when I commented about how beautiful are her eyes.

Yes, I am evil and I’m going to hell, but those blue eyes where a real pick me up.

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Jeb, you are an idiot. And it doesn’t say much for the Florida legislators either. I speak of the “Stand Your Ground” law signed recently by Florida governor Jeb Bush (yes, President Shrub’s brother) which in a nutshell means that it is legal for anyone can shoot to kill in self-defense anywhere, home or not, without trying to flee.

Guess who pushed it… yep, the gun lobbyist. Now I have no problem with gun ownership or using guns in hunting (though I still don’t get why you need an fully automatic, empty-my-clip-in-one-trigger-pull rifle for hunting… have the deer suddenly started caring AK-47′s?), but I am leery of making it legal for people to start shooting in public. Yes, I know the law doesn’t just cover guns, but knives don’t kill people ten feet away and they are easier to aim.

Yes, protect yourself, but not by giving out a “licence to kill”.

What I see happening in the not too distant future….
A boy and his parents as well as a few innocent by-standers being killed because a man mistook a little kid’s water gun as a pistol.
Racial killings because “that person of color was threatening my safety”, even though he was unarmed.
More people getting killed over petty arguments.
More police persons being shot by citizens “utilizing legal deadly force”.
A bank robbery ending in massive bloodshed that could have been avoided.

And this in a state that is the retirement capitol of the world. Yes, let’s give great-grandpa, who has failing vision, an unsteady hand, and is paranoid about the kids in his lawn, a gun and let him loose in public.

Remember this law is from the same people who are against women’s choice in abortion. I guess it is okay to kill after the baby has been born.

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1. Texas:: longhorns
2. Scholarship:: fund
3. Runner-up:: Miss America
4. Mustang Sally:: “Guess you better slow your Mustang down …”
5. Jones:: “Meeeeee and Mrs…….”
6. Hard to get:: Steven Segall is….
7. Jewish:: princess
8. Crew:: of the starship Enterprise
9. Cable:: Guy
10. Assistant:: D.A.

And the group Mustang Sally (click on picture to visit site)…..

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