Monthly Archives: March 2017

5 DAY MUSIC CHALLENGE – DAY 4

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5 DAY MUSIC CHALLENGE – DAY 4

I was happy to be nominated/tagged for the 5 Day Music Challenge recently. I do like all kinds of music, so this should be fun.

Thanks you, Suze, for the chance to participate.

Here’s a link to her blog, “Obsolete Childhood”. Do go give her a visit, as her blog is entertaining, and she speaks her mind on lots of topics. 🙂

http://suziland.net/2017/03/5-day-music-challenge-day-1/

 The rules

    Post a different song quote for five consecutive days.

   Post what the song quote means to you (optional).

   Post the song that the quote is from.

    Nominate two different bloggers every day of the challenge.

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This is just a fun song I remember singing along to.

“Love Potion Number 9” was released as a single in 1959, and sung by The Clovers. It was on the United Artists label, and written by Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller. This song was also released in 1963, by The Searchers.

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The qote:

I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth
You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
She’s got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
Selling little bottles of love potion number nine

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© 2017 BS

 

 

5 DAY MUSIC CHALLENGE – DAY 3

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Today is the 3rd day of the Music Challenge.

I’m combining this challenge with the 51 Weeks/51 Songs From the Past.

Thanks Suze, and Hugh!

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I was happy to be nominated/tagged for the 5 Day Music Challenge recently. I do like all kinds of music, so this should be fun.

Thanks you, Suze, for the chance to participate.

Here’s a link to her blog, “Obsolete Childhood”. Do go give her a visit, as her blog is entertaining, and she speaks her mind on lots of topics. 🙂

http://suziland.net/2017/03/5-day-music-challenge-day-1/

 The rules

    Post a different song quote for five consecutive days.

   Post what the song quote means to you (optional).

   Post the song that the quote is from.

    Nominate two different bloggers every day of the challenge.

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If you’d like to play along by taking part in this fun challenge, feel free to do so.

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51 Weeks/51 SONGS FROM the PAST

51 Weeks: 51 Songs From The Past: Week 13: The Superman Lovers – Starlight

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The song quote:

I’m gonna wake up in your arms tomorrow
You gonna make it the night of my life
I’m gonna wake up in your arms tomorrow
Thank you for takin’ me to paradise tonight.

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The song is called, “Paradise Tonight”, and is sung by Charlie McClain and Mickey Gilley. It was written by Bill Kenner and Mark Wright, released in 1983, on the Epic label. The album was called, “Paradise”.

I really like this song because it has good music and lyrics. I remember it most from hearing it on the radio, and also from playing it on our record player. It was the summer we lived in Sinton TX, and were very close to the TX coast, by Corpus Christi. There was a hurricane coming, and I remember some preparations were being made around town, just in case it came our way. Turned out it didn’t get as close as we’d thought. This was a major hurricane named “Alicia”, and it came ashore at Galveston TX.

For some reason, along with watching TV hurricane coverage, we were playing this song over and over that day.

Here’s the actual 45 record we almost wore out, playing it so many times during the hurricane warnings. 🙂

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Thanks for visiting! Peace }i{

© 2017 BS

 

 

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CEE’S BLACK & WHITE PHOTO CHALLENGE – LETTER G/H

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CEE’S BLACK & WHITE PHOTO CHALLENGE – LETTER G/H

Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Letters G or H

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This is a photo of the Tower of the Americas. We went to the World’s Fair in San Antonio, in 1968…called HemisFair. I took this photo with my Swinger camera. It was fun to use, as it developed the picture right then, as you pulled it out of the camera.

Golf Clubs

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Thanks for visiting! Peace }i{

© 2017 BS

DEAR DIARY – JULY 1 – 12, 1961

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DEAR DIARY – JULY 1 – 12, 1961

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For those who haven’t seen my Dear Diary posts before, a little explanation. This is my actual diary I wrote in for a full year, when I was 10 years old. I wrote every day, sometimes a lot, sometimes a little, sometimes funny, sometimes boring, but it was all recorded. Names of relatives are only first initials with relationship in parentheses. I’ve typed the entries just as I wrote them, mis-spellings and all, but corrected in parentheses. More posts of Dear Diary can be found by using catagories, or search box. Hope you enjoy reading my childhood diary! 🙂

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Dear Diary,
7/1/61 – We went thru some towns. At Dumas (TX) B’s (uncle) car broke down. He went to get another car.
7/2/61 – We went through some towns.
7/3/61 – We went through some towns.
7/4/61 – We went through some towns. We came to M’s (aunt in Idaho). We ate outside.
7/5/61 – I played. We rode some horses.
7/6/61 – I played. We ate outside.
7/7/61 – I played. We ate outside.
7/8/61 – I played. Daddy went fishing.
7/9/61 – I played. Daddy came home
7/10/61 – I played. I went to J’s (another aunt in Idaho). I played with J (boy cousin). We left for home.
7/11/61/ – We went through some towns.
7/12/61 – We came home. I went to bed.
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I guess I was so busy traveling and playing I didn’t have time to write much.
Here’s what I remember, though.
About 100 miles from home my uncle’s car broke down on our big trip to Idaho to visit family. There was a big discussion among the adults of whether to cancel the whole trip, or not. He decided to drive back home to get another car. Don’t know how that was managed with a broke down car. Maybe two of the men went to do this exchange, then drive all the way back. I do know my mom, sister, aunt, and others all stayed in the little town overnight, in a motel, while the men did their car business. I thought that was the most fun thing ever, staying in a motel. I’d never stayed in one before. Much later down the years, my mom said it was the most awful motel ever. haha But, to a kid, it was exciting.
We traveled from TX to Idaho, going through Colorado, and Utah. We stopped at the Royal Gorge in CO, for some sightseeing. We also stopped in Salt Lake City, Utah, to see the Mormon Temple, and a museum (where I saw actual mummies!)
At my aunt’s home in Idaho, we did get to ride horses. They raised Appaloosa horses. I remember one little colt named Taffy. We did eat outside a lot, my cousins and I played a lot.
I think we took a different route back home, because I remember seeing Pike’s Peak in the distance, and we were at the 4 corners states, and seeing Ship Rock in New Mexico. As soon as we got back to Texas, we started singing all the songs we could think of about Texas. We had a fun trip, but it was good to get back home. 🙂
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Thanks for visiting! Peace }i{
© 2017 BS

 

 

5 DAY MUSIC CHALLENGE – DAY 2

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5 DAY MUSIC CHALLENGE – DAY 2

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I was happy to be nominated/tagged for the 5 Day Music Challenge recently. I do like all kinds of music, so this should be fun.

Thanks you, Suze, for the chance to participate.

Here’s a link to her blog, “Obsolete Childhood”. Do go give her a visit, as her blog is entertaining, and she speaks her mind on lots of topics. 🙂

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http://suziland.net/2017/03/5-day-music-challenge-day-1/

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 The rules

    Post a different song quote for five consecutive days.

   Post what the song quote means to you (optional).

   Post the song that the quote is from.

    Nominate two different bloggers every day of the challenge.

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Today it’s time for a toe-tappin’, sing-along song, “The Witch Doctor”.  I’ve liked this song for years, and can’t help but sing the funny words.

It was released in 1958, on the album, “The Alvin Show”, and was written by Ross Bagdasarian, Sr. It is a novelty song, and is on the Liberty label. David Seville sings it (along with the Chipmunks) 🙂

Here’s the quote:

I told the witch doctor
I was in love with you
I told the witch doctor
I was in love with you
And then the witch doctor
He told me what to do

He said that
Ooo eee,ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla bing bang…

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This is my original 45 of this song! 🙂

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If you would like to take on this fun challenge, feel free to do so. 🙂

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Thanks for visiting! Peace }i}

© 2017 BS

TWO SOULS: INTO THE FIRE … # 135

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TWO SOULS: INTO THE FIRE … # 135

Warning…adult content

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TWO SOULS: INTO THE FIRE

# 135

warning…adult content

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“What?” Steve looked surprised when Ghost asked to use the handcuffs.

“Not like that,” Ghost grinned. “It’s just, I might have nightmares and go walking around, or something. It feels like it…and something else, something scary…” he took a deep shuddery breath. “I’m scared something might try to take me away tonight.” He looked up at Steve, seeing fright in his eyes, so he rushed on to get his thoughts out. “Something might just come in here, unseen, and I’ll be gone. Like maybe, not my body, but myself…my soul won’t be here anymore.” Then he couldn’t hold back his sobs.

Steve was shaking his head no, no, no… “Ghost, don’t even say stuff like that, that’s not gonna happen.”

“It does happen, Steve…and, I don’t want it to happen to me. I’m afraid to go to sleep.”

“Stop it, right now, stop saying it, Ghost, I don’t want to hear it.”

“But, I already feel it…and I know what it feels like, Steve. It’s happened before, when my soul left me behind…and this feels the same way…like I’m already half out of me already. So don’t let me go to sleep, ’cause that’s when it happens,” Ghost cried.

Steve got up from the table, to pace around the kitchen. “Ok, enough…I’m staying awake, too, to keep you awake, and to chase away any soul snatchers, ok?”

“Yeah, ok,” Ghost said, wiping his tears away. “I’m ready…go get the handcuffs.” He went into his bedroom to lay down on the bed.

Steve went into his bedroom. Bringing down a box from the closet shelf, he took out the handcuffs…the ones he’d bought, after destroying the old ones, when he had to smash Ghost’s hand to get him free. Closing his eyes, he whispered a prayer… please, don’t let this happen, please let us get through this…

Back in Ghost’s bedroom, Steve clicked the handcuffs closed around Ghost’s wrist, then onto the iron bed rail. Ghost’s eyes were wide with fright, and he was breathing fast. Steve knew this was not the time, but he couldn’t resist. “Ghost, uh…you’re, oh…never mind,” he said, his voice all husky.

“Come stay with me, Steve. Don’t let me go to sleep.”

So, Steve made sure the house was locked up, and he turned out the lights. He tried to get comfortable, laying beside Ghost, in the bed. They waited, hearing only their breathing, the cat purring, and the normal night time sounds of the house. The refrigerator hummed off and on, there was a drip from the bathroom sink faucet, and a floorboard creaked. At one point, the wind blew a tree branch against the window, making a scratching sound.

None of this bothered them…they had gone to sleep. Steve woke once during the night, from a bad dream. Not a really scary one, just weird, which left him with an odd feeling. As he’d woke up, he realized he’d been asleep, after all. He looked over at Ghost…a little afraid he’d be gone…or dead…but, Ghost was sleeping soundly, breathing slow easy breaths.

Maybe I should wake him up… but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Everything seemed fine, and he’d try to stay awake, now. “I have to stay awake to protect us, Spirit,” he whispered to the cat, as he petted the soft fur. But, even as he was thinking that, his eyes closed, and he was asleep, again.

Ghost was having his own dreams. They began quietly enough, but then seemed to change slowly into something more sinister. The images were of dark, swirling clouds, like a brewing thunderstorm. He felt he needed to hide from it, but he couldn’t run, as something was holding him back. He thrashed around in the bed, pulling at the handcuffs, and moaning random words out loud … have to get away…go…no…leave me alone…”

This woke Spirit up, and what the cat sensed in the room, with his cat’s instincts, and sensitivity, made his fur bristle, and fuzz out. He hissed at the image he saw in the dark room…a dark swirling shape, wafting and pulsing, there at the end of the bed. Then, he yowled and spit at it, and the entity slowly was absorbed back into the darkness, and was gone.

Ghost was again calm in his sleep. He and Steve slept on through the morning, past noon. Even Spirit slept through his morning feeding. Then, the tinkling sound of their cell phone ringing, woke Ghost. It was off in the living room, and wasn’t very loud, but it kept ringing for several minutes. Ghost was still in the half-awake, half-asleep state, but he realized he was still here, and alive. He was cold, though. The blankets had been tossed around, and half lay on the floor, only one covering him, the rest was piled up on Steve.

Ghost turned as best he could, pulling some over himself, and getting closer to Steve, to get warm. Spirit sat on top of them, staring and pawing to get attention. Steve stirred, as Ghost’s cold hand and feet touched him. He shivered at the sudden wake-up. For a second, he forgot how scared they’d been. Then, he turned to face Ghost.

“Ghost…you’re still here.” he said, hugging him.

“Mmphh,” Ghost could hardly breathe or say anything, being squished up against Steve’s chest. He wiggled around to get his face free. “Steve, you’re squashing me, I can’t breathe.”

Steve eased up on the hug. “You’re still here,” he grinned. “Oh, no…I think I went to sleep. I didn’t mean to.”

“Yeah, I went to sleep too. I’m glad I’m still here, but I had weird dreams…did you?”

“I don’t think so, or I can’t remember any, but I think I heard you talking once, and Spirit yowled at something.”

“Hey, kitty,” Ghost said, grabbing the cat. “What did you see that made you scared, last night?”

Spirit just licked Ghost on the nose, jumped down, and headed for the kitchen.

Steve laughed, “He’s hungry, I guess.”

He sat up in the bed, saying, “I’ll go start coffee, and feed him. You can stay here and get warm. I’m gonna turn on the heater, too.”

Ghost grinned, at that, but snuggled deeper into the blankets. He needed to be set free from the handcuffs, and hoped Steve would hurry. After a few minutes, he did come back into the bedroom.

“Ok, the cat’s eating, and the coffee is almost ready. What do you want for breakfast?” he asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“I want something simple. My stomach is kinda hurting,” Ghost said.

“Yeah, I wonder why…all that candy you had, and the beer you poured on top of it,” Steve laughed.

“Don’t remind me,” Ghost said, making a face. “Oh, can you let me loose, now, my arm is numb.” He rattled the cuffs.

“Oh, crap, sure…I forgot, just a second, I’ll get the key.” He jumped up, going to the dresser, where he’d left it. Then kneeling on the bed, he reached across Ghost, to open them.

Ghost gulped, and took a breath, as Steve’s chest was right in his face. “Why ya wanna turn on me, Steve?”

“Huh?”

“Why are you turning on me?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Steve said, still fumbling with the handcuffs. They were turned at an odd angle, and he was having trouble fitting the key in. “I’m on your side all the time. I didn’t take anybody else’s side, so how can I have turned on you?”

Ghost sighed, “That’s not it, Steve…you’re turning on me, right now.”

Finally, the cuffs were off, and Ghost moved his arm down, “Ow, ow, ow, it’s tingly now,” he said shaking his hand around. Steve was still trying to figure out what Ghost was talking about. Then it came to him…Ghost had twisted the words around. “Oh…did you mean I was turning you on?” he asked.

“Yeah, that’s what I said,” Ghost grinned. “Cause you are turning on me.”

Steve laughed, “You sure have a way with words, ya know. Are you still turned on?”

Ghost thought about it a second, “No, it was just when you were hanging over me. Now, I’m just hungry.”

“Ok, then, I’ll go make something,” Steve said, shaking his head.

Ghost got up to get coffee, and then went outside to the porch swing. Spirit joined him. It was chilly, but the sun was high in the sky. He was trying to block out any thoughts of the night before.

“Hey, it’s ready, Dude, come and get it,” Steve hollered.

Ghost came to the table, seeing a bowl of what ever it was that Steve had made, in front of him. He stared at it.

“Uh, what is it?” he asked. He could feel his stomach doing slow rolls.

“It’s breakfast…eat it, it won’t kill you,” Steve said, as he dug into his own bowl of the stuff.

Ghost picked up his spoon, and stirred it around.

“Dude, what’s the matter? It’s grits; you’ve eaten that all your life.”

“Yeah, but not like this.” He took a tiny lick off the end of the spoon. “What’s this other stuff in it?”

Steve sighed, “It’s eggs…boiled eggs…and I put in some molasses for you. I didn’t put it in mine, though. That’s why mine’s still white. It should be everything you like in there. I even put in a splash of your scuppernong wine…for flavor…to give it a fruity tang.”

Ghost put his hand over his mouth and ran for the bathroom.

“You didn’t even try it,” Steve hollered.

When Ghost got back to the kitchen, looking paler than usual, he said, “Sorry, Steve…I just couldn’t.”

“Fine, you’re on your own, then, I’m finished,” Steve said, carrying his bowl to the sink.

Ghost found a jar of peanut butter and some bread.

“And, after I slaved over a hot stove…” Steve teased.

“Move over,” Ghost said, as he bumped Steve with his hip. “I need to get a knife.”

“Whatever…” Steve laughed. He got himself another cup of coffee. “I’m going outside.”

Ghost was just finishing eating, when the phone rang, again. Steve came back in, grabbed it and said, “Hello?”

“Steve, this is Terry…where the hell have y’all been? I’ve tried calling since four o’clock this morning.”

“Why…we just got up and had breakfast. Why are you calling so much?” Steve asked. “We never heard the phone ring.”

“There was a fire at Kinsey’s…after everyone left last night.”

“What? How? Was anyone hurt?” Steve paced around the living room

“Everyone’s ok, it was just a little one in the kitchen, but there was smoke everywhere, and the fire trucks came out. It was crazy, man,” Terry said.

“Ok, we’re coming in…see ya in a little while,” Steve said.

“What happened?” Ghost asked.

“Fire, over at the club. Nobody’s hurt, just a lot of smoke damage. Get ready, we’re going over there,” Steve said, as he went to get dressed.

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Next part coming soon!

Thanks for visiting! Peace }i{

© 2017 BS

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This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative liscense is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, muscians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblence.

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The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairings, religious themes, and fantasy horror.

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5 DAY MUSIC CHALLENGE

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5 DAY MUSIC CHALLENGE – Day 1

I was happy to be nominated/tagged for the 5 Day Music Challenge recently. I do like all kinds of music, so this should be fun.

Thanks you, Suze, for the chance to participate.

Here’s a link to her blog, “Obsolete Childhood”. Do go give her a visit, as her blog is entertaining, and she speaks her mind on lots of topics. 🙂

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http://suziland.net/2017/03/5-day-music-challenge-day-1/

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 The rules

    Post a different song quote for five consecutive days.

   Post what the song quote means to you (optional).

   Post the song that the quote is from.

    Nominate two different bloggers every day of the challenge.

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This song means a lot to me, because we called it ‘Our Song’, since we met, dated, and got married. In fact, we played the song on a record player as we marched down the aisle together at our wedding. It may have seemed strange for wedding music, but it was 1969, and we did things our way. I guess we did something right, as we’ve been married 47 years. 🙂

Here’s the quote:

You know I love you, I always will
My mind’s made up by the way that I feel
There’s no beginning, there’ll be no end
‘Cause on my love you can depend

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I also still have the original 45 rpm record we played at our wedding.

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I don’t do nominations here, but if you’d like to participate in this fun challenge, feel free to consider yourself tagged! 🙂

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Thanks for visiting! Peace }i{

© 2017 BS