Thin Lizzy – “I’m Still in Love With You”

Yeah, You reading here from that place far away, this IS for you. Sad how we communicate anymore in riddles, rhymes, videos and song rather than face to face. Trick of the time, trick of the circumstance, trick of the distance – but one day it will change.

“Still in Love With You”

Twitter: e.harmony.com, Publisher’s House and Marketing Venue

Twitter is one social networking site that I’ve come to actually like. Well at least compared to Facebook which I’ve hopped on and off for the last few years and still not sure about. With Facebook, the whole idea of sharing your real life with other people ON THE INTERNET is sort of unnerving. Really, there are people I’d rather not ever find me, if you know what I mean. I’ve found myself opening up much more recently on-line, and it is bothering me just a little. My latest foray into Facebook will be a compilation of my real life and my on-line life. A place to share a part of me with some of my favorite on-line people yet retain a sense of privacy. Keep myself hovering somewhat under the radar, if you will.

I joined the Twitter family with my friends on It’s All Grey to check out what Taylor Hicks might be communicating. At that time he was putting out few and far between tweets (as the 140 character posts are referred to) but he’s upped his game and is putting out the wee posts on an increasingly regular basis. After a nice festive Happy Hour he gets quite witty. I love his beverage spiked tweets the most.

Since entering the world of Twitter I’ve made many new friends and am in the process of making some new potential business contacts. Several publishing firms of various impact have Direct Messaged me and I now follow them and their words of advice. I am also talking to a few right now regarding my “project”. It certainly doesn’t hurt to find out what other alternative options are available to a free-lancer like myself. I also applied to two writing positions that I’m waiting word on; who knows what might come out of joining this little world of tweets as an experimental follow up to my curiosity about the life and times of Mr. Hicks.

There have been some unusual fringe benefits as well. I have met several people, a few locally, whom I have made actual friends with – another nice surprise. Too, there are a few guy pals whom I really enjoy including two brave and fearless naughty boys sending me photos of themselves. Not just the nice, ‘here’s what I look like’ rather,’here’s what I REALLY look like’. I’ve tagged them my Boys in the Buff.

Initially when I opened the first centerfold type photo I was shocked. I quickly shut it but then had to reopen to peek again. (Curiosity is my center of gravity.) Second photo was of the same guy providing me a nice close up and it wasn’t his face. Granted anyone shooting you photos like this might be some sort of sexual pervert, but the Libra I am, I must consider they are simply quite comfortable with themselves without clothing. I understand that considering my past and what I did to finance my education…

Before simply shutting them out from my Twitter feed I considered their tweets and Direct Messages to me. Outside of the whispered sweet nothings in my DM and e.mail boxes they both seem and sound relatively normal. One man might not be the neon bright crayon in the box of 96 but sometimes guys like that can just be easy to hang out with; you can let your self-editing side take the night off. He’s a sort of a rough around the edges blue collar type guy. The other is actually quite intelligent. He writes professionally, has a few promising projects underway and outside of the revealing pictures comes across like an interesting person. Neither one of them need be shy about strutting their stuff without clothing. Before anyone asks, no I won’t be sharing the little lovelies they send me or reveal who they are; can’t peek and tell, you know.

Another interesting facet of this twitter thing, it seems to be a marketing format that may hold some real effectiveness. Products of all types and interests are out there being tweeted from one to another. Products not exclusive of certain herbal products legal only in parts of The Netherlands. Not that I would purchase any of that from an unknown individual on Twitter, but it is available. There are Twitter sites offering a variety of products from hand-made soaps, candles, concert tickets and one of my favorites because of the pretty things they find, UK site, Domestic Sluts; I also love their name.

My advice to one guy pal lamenting the challenges of meeting interesting single women: forget e.harmony.com, forget any of the other matchmaking venues, just hit twitter. It’s free, it’s easy and only 140 characters of your time.

Go Forth, meet, greet and tweet.

“Radar Love” Ministry

I’ve Opened a New Facebook!

Just for my twitter pals and my on-line family. I can be seen (and I am looking really groovy) at Sun’s Facebook Hit me, let’s be FB friends. (As if I’ve time for more on-line shenanigans.)

This is for YKW, my Favorite Scene: “Almost Famous” Elton John “Tiny Dancer”

See you on the FaceBook.

“Brandy”

“Brandy” Looking Glass song from waay back learning chords on the guitar. This guy’s good to watch:

Red Hot Chili Peppers version: LYRICS

The Killers: Dustland Fairytale

“Now Cinderella don’t you go to sleep…Its such a bitter form of refuge…” Man, I got stuck on this tune yesterday and it’s still hanging in my head. Really liking it. Band called The Killers.

The Killers: Dustland Fairytale

Lyrics to “Dustland Fairytale”
Dustland fairytale beginin
Just another white trash
County kiss
Sixty one
Long brown hair and foolish eyes
Look just like you’d want him to
Kind of slick chrome american prince
A blue jean serenade
Moon river what’d you do to be
But i don’t believe you

Some Cinderella in a party dress but
She was looking for a night gown
I saw the devil warping up his hands
Hes getting ready for the show down
I saw the minute that i turn away
I got my money on a pond tonight

Change came in disguised of revelation
Set his soul on fire
She said she’d always knew he’d come around
And the decades disappear like sinking
Ships we persevere god gives us hope
But we still fear
We don’t know
The mind is poison castle in the sky
Sit stranded vandalized
The draw bridge is closing

Some Cinderella in a party dress but
She was looking for a night gown
I saw the devil warping up his hands
Hes getting ready for the show down
I saw the ending were they turned the page
I threw my money and i ran away
Strait to the vally of the great divide

And were the dreams roll high
And were the wind dont blow
Out here the good girls die
And the sky wont snow
Out here the bird don’t sing
Out here the field don’t grow
Out here the bell don’t ring
Out here the bell don’t ring
Out here the good girls die

Now cinderella don’t you go to sleep
Its such a bitter form of refuge
Ahh don’t you know the kingdoms under siege
And everybody needs you
Is there still magic in the midnight sun
Or did you leave it back in sixty-one
In the of the cadence in the young mans eyes
And were the dreams roll high

I’ve Found Another Fun-Filled Travel Event!

I’ve mentioned in another blog post written in May about fun things to do if you should visit Britain; now my focus shifts to Spain. Today was the famous fun day of running with bulls!

Yes, you could queue up and dash pell mell down the narrow cobbled streets with horned and crazy bulls! I mean what’s a trip to Spain without attending that sort of event? Today in Pamplona, Spain, no one was actually gored and only four people hospitalized, apparently no deaths. So see? It’s not that bad of an Extreme Sport moment. Remember, you live once, make it count, even if it means tumbling down a near fatally steep rocky hill or running about in the streets with wild bulls. Now of course both of these events are Special Events, staged for particular dates, to make them you need start planning now for next year.

A few idiot brave guys were laid out in the dust but I suppose that’s the chance you take. Here in DFW, we have Cow Town, also known as Ft. Worth. While we love our Texas Longhorns we’d never think about running through the streets with them. Instead we have the peaceable Kingdom sort of approach, more sedate, organized even. Bonus, you don’t even have to wait for that one special day! The Ft. Worth stockyards do this on a regular basis. Likely why those ‘cows’ with those hefty horns are so nice and docile.
Why, here’s an example:

That’s more like plodding with the bulls. See, no one on the ground trampled, gored or bloody.

New Band Concepts? iPhones and Musicality

Imagine Taylor Hicks blowing into his iPhone rather than the traditional metal and wooden mouth harp he normally uses. It could happen:

iPhone harmonica application

iPhone guitar and bands, what a fun concept. I especially love the guitar application idea. You could sound so great and not blister up your fingertips. Of course, it won’t replace the real deal.

Distortion? Check.

This is The Mentalists, an all girl iPhone group – they’re quite good.

Check out this bit of technical creativity, “Smokey Bubbles”

Really amazingly entertaining, fascinating to see what fun you can have with your phone. Who’d have thought?

Our Country Club Show Leads to Big Dallas Festival

What a day, what a night. We had a great time at the Country Club yesterday, the Club’s festival wound up drawing a few thousand people. We had a parade, bounce houses, free (yes, free) snow cones, sodas, water, and treats for the attendees. Kids were running wild, people were dancing on the veranda, it was a great time.

Who knew the guys could sound so good? Yesterday they sounded amazing, due in part to the sound guy who is a friend of one of our singers. Seems he won a Grammy a few years back for a soundtrack that I won’t name right now to continue to retain some anonymity. The crowd really loved the guys – one of the attendees hired them and signed them on the spot for another, as they laughingly call it, “gig”. So we now see them go from playing small venues, to the Country Club to one much larger, averages about 20 to 30 thousand attendees and is for an excellent charitable cause.

Only part of the day that wasn’t great fun, we all discovered Patrick apparently has a lady complete with new baby. He is new to our group, only have known him for a few weeks, after all. I wondered what was up with him when before the show started, he kept his sunglasses on and kept a distance from me, but now it’s apparent, reasons for his behaviour. It seems she had been away at her Mother’s with the baby, and Patrick has been talking about me, which really was not necessary. What is it with the younger guys and the whole guilt thing? Unfortunately she apparently now plans to hate me, doesn’t want him to have anything to do with me which I can understand from her standpoint. No telling what he’s said to her, nothing has really happened other than we share much in common, had some great laughs.

I approached her and introduced myself and DMan, thinking that would help, but it didn’t work out. Patrick did not help the situation either, moping around, kept looking my direction. Top it off, Patrick, as we were leaving, approached me put his hand on my shoulder and told me he needed to talk later this week. Timing being brilliant, the girlfriend saw us speaking, came scurrying over and made quite a scene. Darling Man and “R.” had to come intercede.

After the show, had a few hours before fireworks were to start, so we made plans to converge on Casa M… the staff ushered us to one of the back private rooms, they know how we are – we had a great little celebration, succeeded in embarrassing our kids, always fun, and we had a great meal. Concerns were made that perhaps a search for another pianist might be in order. I certainly hope not, he’s quite good.

After dinner we piled into SUVs and headed toward the fireworks, “R.” took us to this area which was almost like a mountain; if you live in our area, you know how flat the land is so this was a unique vantage point. We had the fireworks exploding almost right over our heads, in the distance you could see downtown, and four other suburbs’ explosives going off. It was fantastic.

I wondered as I got up this afternoon, what sort of ‘explosives’ my new friend had to deal with, hopefully he’s able to work out the issue at hand.

I might actually post up a video of them later on. Debating on that for the moment.

Some other guys: (certainly I’m predictable)

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Calling 912: Is Stuart Heritage OK?

My statcounter is BLOWN up with hits from the United Kingdom; they are hitting posts I’ve written about or around Stuart Heritage over the past few months. It has me concerned. Man, with all the celebrity deaths, and other madness in this world, I’m having concerns whether Stuart Heritage is OK… I don’t want to hear he’s taken a tragic tumble off Big Ben or off one of those outrageous bridges that cross the Thames and is in some sort of serious way.

I mean people, you are concerning me. Man, if anyone knows him contact Someone- Anyone. Talk amongst yourselves and spread the word. *grin* Perhaps we need a 912 number. You know like 911 only this one is 912 “Stuart is OK” or some shit. You know Mr. Heritage and I have had our differences but man, I Care. I just have to say, I’m in awe of the responses I’m seeing. (Taylor Hicks, baybee, apparently you are NOT Stuart Heritage.)

Conversely and taking the negative slant, being Libra and part Lioness (my moon sign) I have to look at all aspects, Certainly IF anyone of you readers are thinking about stealing my Thunder or my asinine and mundane posts hit the road Jack, I’ll hunt you down and like a good Texan, shoot you. It’s how we roll, baby. But seriously, my statcounter is Freaking me the Hell out. I mean, WHO KNEW?

Stuart Heritage I hope you are fine (well, I know you ARE THAT) and dandy (and whatever that entails) but I hope the Hell these are not attorneys hot on Sunny’s ass. Wouldn’t THAT be Ironic.
Alanis Morisset “Isn’t It Ironic” ( You regulars knew that was the song, right? )

ETA…ETA…ETA
Well, it has been determined, it seems Mr. Heritage is right as rain. No need for concern people.