Daily Archives: 15Aug12

“Some Men Can Live Up To Their Loftiest Ideals WITHOUT Ever Going Higher Than A Basement.” –THEODORE ROOSEVELT

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–THEODORE ROOSEVELT–

(1858–1919)

–Our 26TH PRESIDENT Of The UNITED STATES Of AMERICA–

“If You Would Not Be Forgotten, As Soon As You Are Dead And Rotten…”

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“…Either Write Things Worth Reading, Or Do Things Worth The Writing.“

—BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

(1706–1790)

–AUTHOR–

–SCIENTIST–

–INVENTOR–

–STATESMAN–

–AMERICAN–

The Song Stuck In My Head: “ANYTIME” by ROBERT CRAY (2001)

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“I Could Be The One…

…That You Talk To…

…Anytime.

…

I Could Make You Coffee…

…Cream And Sugar…

…Anytime.

…

Come To My House…

…Sit By The Window…

…You’ll Always Have Someone To Talk To…

…Anytime. …“

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“ANYTIME” Is My Favorite Jam From The 2001 ROBERT CRAY Album “SHOULDA BEEN HOME” !!!

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“You Can Drop By…

…Late At Night…

…Anytime.

…

Come Around Here…

…Early In The Morning…

…Anytime.

…

I’m Available Today For You To See…

…It’s Easy To Forget The Way…

…Love Used To Be. …“

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The Song Stuck In My Head Is Such An Underestimation.

Yes…

…This Song IS Stuck In my Head…

…But I’m Honestly Already Over And Done With The Feeling Part.

I’m Trying My Best To Be The Smart One Here….

…And I’m Trying To Keep My Nerves Calm Throughout.

Neither Task Is Proving To Be Easy In Any Way/Shape/ Form.

I Can Easily Admit To Having Had A Horrid Evening, Yesterday.

Yet…

…There’s Nothing I Can Do About That, NOR Said Nerves.

That’s One Aspect Of Life A Person CANNOT Control.

I Get AND Understand That.

Period.

As Y’all Can Plainly See…

…I Couldn’t Sleep.

I Didn’t Sleep.

I Doubt Sleeping Is Something I Do Again…

…At Least Not Anytime Soon.

I Simply Wish I Could Make Myself See What My Body Is Already Trying To Tell Itself.

What’s The Old Saying?!

Expect The Worst…

…And…

…Hope For The Best?!?

Alright.

At The Moment…

…That’s Me.

That’s Where I Am.

That’s Where My Head Is In This Proverbial Game.

Thing Is…

…I ALWAYS Expect The Worst…

…And I ALWAYS Have.

That’s A Major Part Of My Mental/Emotional Makeup.

I Plop All My Eggs In One Basket And Simply Hope For A Positive Outcome…

…Regardless Of Whether Said Outcome Even Exists…

…All The While Expecting The Absolute Worst In Every Situation.

Jamming To Some Good Ole…

ROBERT CRAY

…Has The Power To Aide In Clearing My Thought-Processes.

At Least…

…It Does So For A Little While.

This Song…

“ANYTIME“

…Is My Favorite Jam From The Album…

“SHOULDA BEEN HOME“

…Which Is Such A Totally Wonderful Album.

It’s Jam-Packed With Quality Tunes, Fo SHO, Kiddies.

But…

…Above The Rest…

…I’m In Deep Deep LUST With…

“ANYTIME“

…And That Ain’t No Bologna.

ROBERT CRAY

…Always Seems To Have The Power To Cut Right Through The Crap…

…And Deliver Something Wildly Wonderful When One Is Down-And-Out.

The Lyrics Alone Are Priceless…

…And They’re Not Even The Best Part.

The Song’s Pace And Rhythm Are Exceptional.

It’s Very Old-School Blues, My Peeps.

It’s Not An Upbeat Number By Any Stretch Of The Word…

…But It Doesn’t Feel Like It’s Totally A Downer Blues Number, Either.

It Simply Is What It Is, Kids.

It’s An Amazing Blues Song That Totally Deserves The Sweet Sweet Lovin’ I Continue To Heap Upon It.

It Says A Lot.

Period Period.

I’m Tired, My Peeps.

I’m Tired Of Playing Games.

I’m Tired Of Being Caught-Up In A Perpetual State Of Unhappiness.

Snapping Myself Out Of It…

…However…

…Is Proving To Be An Exceptionally Difficult Task.

Why Must We Feel As We Feel, My Peeps?

Why Must Changing How We Feel Be So Damned Difficult?

Why Can’t We Just Look The Facts In The Face And Simply Roll With Them?

I Don’t Have An Answer To Any Of That.

I Simply Feel Cornered.

Like A Wild Animal…

…Feeling Cornered Is Worse Than Feeling Pain.

If I Were Simply Hurting…

…I Think I’d Be Able To Cope.

BUT…

…Feeling Boxed-In…

…Feeling Cut-Off…

…Feeling Cornered…

…Are All States I Simply CANNOT Handle Being In.

So…

…Here I Sit…

…Talking To Y’all…

…Jamming To My ROBERT CRAY Tunage…

…Waiting For Myself To Figure Something…

…ANYTHING…

…Out About Myself.

Maybe I Just Don’t Know Who I Am These Days.

I’m Not The Me I Used To Be…

…And I Have No Idea Where Find That Guy And Say…

"DUDE, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!?! HAVE YOU LOST YOUR CONKERS!?!?!"

What More Can I Do, My Peeps?!

Exactly.

Not A Damned Thing.

Not A Damned Thing At All.

I Think The Best Thing For Me Right Now…

…Is To Shut-Up…

…Go Have A Smoke…

…Refill My Piping-Hot Coffee…

…And Just Try Try TRY To Chill-Out.

I’m A Fairly High-Strung Person…

…And I Find It Nearly Impossible To Chill-Out The Bulk Of The Time.

In This Situation…

…I Think Giving It Another Go Is Warranted.

I’m Sure The World Will Still Be Here When I Mentally Check Back In…

…So I Don’t Feel Too Bad About Simply Stepping Out Of It For A Bit.

It’s About Time For A Long Walk, My Peeps.

And You’d Best Be Believin’ I’ll Be Taking ROBERT CRAY Along With Me.

I’m Hooked On Him For The Time Being…

…And I’m Gonna Roll With It.

Good Idea?

Yes?

No?

Maybe So?

Hmm.

We Shall See, My Peeps, We Shall See.

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