Wednesday, July 31, 2002
A Horse With No Name
Written by Dewey Bunnell, ©1971
On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound
I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...
After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead
You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...
After nine days I let the horse run free
'Cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
there was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with it's life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love
You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...
Listen to it...
Written by Dewey Bunnell, ©1971
On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound
I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...
After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead
You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...
After nine days I let the horse run free
'Cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
there was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with it's life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love
You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...
Listen to it...
Saturday, July 27, 2002
monkiegirl0102: yeah
gengar56: yeah
monkiegirl0102: im gonna go now
gengar56: yeah
monkiegirl0102: ok....
gengar56: yeah
monkiegirl0102: but im not signing off.....
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monkiegirl0102: ARRG....( shaking fist violently)...ur a
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meanie bafeanie.....yeah....ok.....bye:-D
gengar56: yeah
monkiegirl0102: im gonna go now
gengar56: yeah
monkiegirl0102: ok....
gengar56: yeah
monkiegirl0102: but im not signing off.....
Auto response from gengar56: yeah
monkiegirl0102: ARRG....( shaking fist violently)...ur a
menaie bafeanie....but in a good way....,..like....a good
meanie bafeanie.....yeah....ok.....bye:-D
Wednesday, July 24, 2002
A woman brought an old picture of her dead husband,
wearing a hat, to the photographer.
She asked the photographer if he could remove the
hat from the picture.
He convinced her he could easily do that, and asked
her what side of his head he parted his hair on.
"I forget," she said. "But you can see that for yourself
when you take off his hat."
wearing a hat, to the photographer.
She asked the photographer if he could remove the
hat from the picture.
He convinced her he could easily do that, and asked
her what side of his head he parted his hair on.
"I forget," she said. "But you can see that for yourself
when you take off his hat."
Monday, July 22, 2002
Pokemon: Coughing Koffing!
[They find a wild Koffing]
Ash: Pokeball, go! Yeah, I caught... Koffing!
Brock: Uh oh, Koffing's coughing!
Misty: Let's go to the PokeCenter.
Nurse Joy: Coughing is bad.
Ash: No, this is a good Koffing!
Nurse Joy: I mean COUGHING.
Ash: Ahhh... *falls over*
[Team Rocket intro...]
Meowth: Hand over your Pikachu!
Koffing: *coughs* Koffing koffing! *cough*
Meowth: Who are you??
Koffing: Koffing koffing koffing.
Meowth: Uhh... can you stop coughing?
Ash: No, he's talking.
Meowth: Ahhh... *falls over* I forgot he was a Koffing...
Ash: Koffing! Use your COUGH ATTACK!
[Koffing coughs]
Team Rocket: Looks like Team Rocket's blasting off agaaiin!!...
Nurse Joy: Koffing's all better now.
Ash: Thanks.
[The heroes march on with their new Koffing. Who knows what will happen next? Watch next episode...]
[They find a wild Koffing]
Ash: Pokeball, go! Yeah, I caught... Koffing!
Brock: Uh oh, Koffing's coughing!
Misty: Let's go to the PokeCenter.
Nurse Joy: Coughing is bad.
Ash: No, this is a good Koffing!
Nurse Joy: I mean COUGHING.
Ash: Ahhh... *falls over*
[Team Rocket intro...]
Meowth: Hand over your Pikachu!
Koffing: *coughs* Koffing koffing! *cough*
Meowth: Who are you??
Koffing: Koffing koffing koffing.
Meowth: Uhh... can you stop coughing?
Ash: No, he's talking.
Meowth: Ahhh... *falls over* I forgot he was a Koffing...
Ash: Koffing! Use your COUGH ATTACK!
[Koffing coughs]
Team Rocket: Looks like Team Rocket's blasting off agaaiin!!...
Nurse Joy: Koffing's all better now.
Ash: Thanks.
[The heroes march on with their new Koffing. Who knows what will happen next? Watch next episode...]
Sunday, July 21, 2002
A man wrote a letter to a small hotel in a Midwest
town he planned to visit on his vacation. He wrote:
Dear Hotel,
I would very much like to bring my dog with me. He
is well groomed and very well behaved. Would you be
willing to permit me to keep him in my room with me
at night?
An immediate reply came from the hotel owner, who
said, "I've been operating this hotel for many years.
In all that time, I've never had a dog steal towels,
bedclothes, silverware or pictures off the walls.
I've never had to evict a dog in the middle of the
night for being drunk and disorderly. And I've never
had a dog run out on a hotel bill. Yes, indeed, your
dog is welcome at my hotel. And, if your dog will
vouch for you, you're welcome to stay here, too.
town he planned to visit on his vacation. He wrote:
Dear Hotel,
I would very much like to bring my dog with me. He
is well groomed and very well behaved. Would you be
willing to permit me to keep him in my room with me
at night?
An immediate reply came from the hotel owner, who
said, "I've been operating this hotel for many years.
In all that time, I've never had a dog steal towels,
bedclothes, silverware or pictures off the walls.
I've never had to evict a dog in the middle of the
night for being drunk and disorderly. And I've never
had a dog run out on a hotel bill. Yes, indeed, your
dog is welcome at my hotel. And, if your dog will
vouch for you, you're welcome to stay here, too.
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