Broken Road Journey

HILLBILLY 10 COMMANDMENTS

Ξ June 26th, 2008 | → 0 Comments | ∇ General Interests |

ICE ICE BABY

Ξ June 23rd, 2008 | → 0 Comments | ∇ General Interests, VINTAGE FAVORITES |

 - my version when Walter was in flight

Yo, my VIP, picture this….

Kiss, Kiss baby
Kiss, Kiss baby
Alright, You’re on the plane and you’re listenin’
Tryin’ to study the new format you’re inventin’
Nuts start to tingle, so you shift them slightly -
Tension is growin’, briefs huggin you tightly….
Will it ever stop? Yo, I don’t know…
Hopin’ no one sees, how much is it gonna grow?
To the extreme now, like a rock, like a handle
Fillin’ up your pocket, like carryin’ a candle.
Startin’ to get nervous, feelin’ like you are doomed -
Gotta find a way, make an escape the bathroom.

Engines drone on like a dismal melody,
Gettin’ caught like this, might be a felony.
Tryin’ your best just to get it to go away,
Achin’ to hit bullseye, this ain’t no place to play.
Now you got a problem, how ya gonna solve it?
First, ya gotta stop thinkin’ ’bout what caused it.

Calm down baby, oh yeah
Calm down baby, oh yeah

Now, up outta your seat you’re jumpin’
Cruisin’ down the aisle, the blood is pumpin’ -
Quick to the stall, in the stall you’re shakin’,
Stiff as a sword, a deep breath you’re takin’.
Tryin’ to think, your mind is quick and nimble
To create a distraction, struck like a cymbal.
Hearts’ beatin’ faster, pickin’ up its’ tempo
Gotta gain control, refusin’ to go solo…
Recedes – in 5 point 0
Actin’ all innocent, ain’t no one gotta know.
People in the rows, giggle as you walk by,
Don’t say nothin’, nod your head – look ‘em in the eye.
Plane lands, pursuing to your next stop,
Thru customs, she’s waitin’ in the parkin’ lot
The bitch is smilin’
Yo, headin’ for the hotel by the A1A, now out on the Avenue
Under her skirt wearin’ less than bikini’s,
You ain’t a drinker, but cravin’ a martini.

She starts guessin’ – seein’ if I got mine -
She knew it, even before she dropped dime.
Teasing me, put my back up against the wall
Started goin’ down, hands cupped ’round my balls.
Knees shakin, rollin high with the swell -
Grabbed her by the hair and came, felt her nails….
Drippin’ hot, gotta clean up real fast -
Jumped in the car was slammin’ on the gas.
Bumper to bumper the Avenue was packed,
My baby is still goin’ – purrin’ just to be jacked -
Police on the scene, if you know what I mean
Somethin’ bout blue lights, makin’ her a cum fiend.
It ain’t no problem, my baby can solve it . . .
I’m checkin’ her out while her fingers revolve it.

Stroke, stroke baby, oh yeah
Stroke, stroke baby, oh yeah

Take heed ya’ll, she’s a romantical poet.
My baby rocks my world like nobody knows it.
Can’t keep her quiet, she’s always makin’ sound….
Makin’ my night ev’ry time that she comes around.
Into her arms my body does spill
Can’t speak the love that I vision and feel.

Conducted and formed – It’s a hell of a concept.

You’re hyped, hopin’ she never steps from ya
Don’t play on the blade it’ll slice like a ninja -
Cut like a razor thru so deep, make ya say damn,
If her love was a drug I could sell it by the gram.

Keepin’ her close to you – never cut her loose -
Mesmerized by her eyes while feelin’ the juice.
If she has a problem, Yo, I’ll solve it
Cause this is my world and she revolves it.

She’s my baby, oh yeah
She’s my baby, (oh oh) that’s right

Yo – baby, let’s do it again.
Word to your lover.

You’re my baby, it’s gold
You’re my baby, it’s gold, it’s gold.

You’re my baby….
Want some ice baby? It’s cold.
She’s my baby, oh yeah
She’s my baby, oh yeah oh yeah
Stroke, stroke baby, oh yeah
Stroke, stroke baby, oh yeah
Calm down baby, oh yeah
Calm down baby, oh yeah

Learning how to put this all together

Ξ June 22nd, 2008 | → 0 Comments | ∇ General Interests |

It’s not as easy as using the pre-all-the-work-is-done-for-you-and-you-just-click-drag-or-drop-everything-where-you-want-and-it-all-just-magically-happens-kind-of-deal.   Nope, just doesn’t wotk that way.  Kudos to my sweetheart that sits and deals with all this “invisible” technology that makes things be what they are, look like they do, and work like they should…. I would rather deal with dumbasses, drunks and domestics anyday.

I did manage to upload some photos today into the albums. . . and changed my theme but I am still not satisfied with the way things are arranged and what displays and how it shows up. . . but I am clueless as to how to change such things and have to wait for the abilities of my darling husband to work the magic for me..  Neither of us have been able to do too much today because of Lyndon.  He is running a fever of 102 since late last night, even with the alternating of tylenol and motrin.  So he is constantly demanding attention to be held and petted, not wanting to eat….

Little by little I will get back into my blogging, I still have about 100 of the almost 400 from my other site left to still sort through and transfer over to here. 

Bear with me

Ξ June 21st, 2008 | → 0 Comments | ∇ General Interests |

I am posting in some or most of my old posts from my Yahoo 360 site… It is slow going reading them all and getting them in here. . . and trying to get them on here because I don’t care for the way my page is looking when certain things are clicked on, how they respond, the layout and all that jazz.

For those experienced with it it is no big deal, but for me it is sometimes difficult just explaining ti in simple terms to someone whom knows how to manage it, and trying to understand what they say to me in a way I can decipher the terminology and actions.

I will get it all sorted out though…

My Neverland Weekend Day 2 Sunday – written January 11 2007

Ξ June 21st, 2008 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Just For Me |

The second day of my Neverland weekend was also, planned and navigated by the man I love, simply because I had in passing mentioned that I would “like” to “one day’ go to a specific place, so he took me there. And again, there was no itenerary, no schedule, no obligations, no why’s, no worries, no what’s, how’s or when’s. It just was, as it came to be.

We woke up late, way later than we had planned, but then, we had been up way later into the night with other adventures than we had planned as well.. so we languished through the morning enraptured in each other, until we looked at the clock and went “OH SHIT” and jumped up to get ready to head out to St. Augustine, as I had never been just wandering through the town browsing through the stores before. It was wonderful!!

I got to see some really interesting thing which I enjoyed, like the old wooden buildings, different crafts, and we stumbled into the store (which I only wanted to go into because of the Irish jig playing on the speakers) and found a most awesome collection of Knightly items, including this amazing gorgeous Knights of the Round Table collectible that I would just about kill for. It was fantastic!

Made of silver of some sort of metal, it had each of the Knights standing around the round table if full gear, with swords withdrawn and extended to touch the center of the table in front of them. It was set up on a rotating display, and OMG I loved it. It had first caught his eye and he drew my attention to it and I am so thankful that he did!!! I took a picture of it and although the picture came out well, it certainly does not do justice to the item itself. Although I would love to own something like that to build a collection around, it was most definately way beyond anything I could ever hope to afford. But I got a picture for free!!

They also had all sorts of Irish wares, and a superb toy collection which was completely medevial. It had good Knights and bad Knights, Maidens, peasents and nobility, a huge castle, tents and other items found at jousting fairs, and all the misc items of the times. I didn’t buy any there in the store, but I did get the names of the maker and hope to find them online. I did but a little Irish something there though, a token of my love, and it has been given away as a reminder.

We left the historic downtown area and drove over to another little local area, one I have been to for it is where Lady Margret was docked for sometime. That seems like a lifetime ago, almost as if it weren’t even me, but perhaps a story I wrote. I guess that is because of the healing which has taken place, because those memories no longer burn the way they once did.

There was, unbeknownst to me, a reason for this detour and taking the “scenic route” home… the reason is the photograph above. Yep, that is a castle. A real castle, although not really an old castle….but a REAL castle none the less. And guess where it is. In Vilano Beach, FLORIDA. Right outside of St. Augustine.

The castle is called, Castle Otttis – yes with three t’s – and here is the link to the site about it. http://www.castleotttis.com/ there are more even better pictures on the site, but this one I took from the roadside as the Castle itself is behind secured barriers, as any Castle should be.

I was so excited I could bounce up and down in the seat as if there were hornets in the upholstry. I jumped out of the car and had to take the pictures to prove to myself it really was there. I trotted myself right across the street in braod daylight and stood there like a tourist after climbing up thorny little hills so that I could get a better angle. Oh what I would not give to have been able to wander around it, even just on the outside, and take snap after snap of it. But it is privately owned and exsclusive, one must attain permissions for entry. Oh but how wonderful it is to daydream about it, something like that, right here close to home. . . amazing.

My sweetheart reads me like a wonderous novel, and he knows ways to touch my heart as no one ever has before. I can say it a thousand times a day and it will be no less true, I am so blessed.