JOYFUL NOISE

I am a Christian. There is Joy in my heart. I face the tribulations of each day knowing that it's going to be alright. I sleep easy at night. 

Psalm 100 King James Version (KJV)

1- Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all ye lands.
 

^{2 -} Serve the Lord with gladness: come before his presence with singing.
 

^{3 -}  Know ye that the Lord he is God: it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.
 

^{4 -} Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise: be thankful unto him, and bless his name.
 

^{5 -} For the Lord is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endureth to all generations.

 

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DO BLUE MEN SING THE WHITES?

 Good question. You may find the answer in the following. First we'll start with this.

"Whatsa matta?"

"da blooze has gotcha"



As you have noticed, he's a Black guy. He does mention White guys.


This ain't even a guy. Uh, blues dawg I guess you'd call him.

Let's go to school.

                                  BLUES 101

If you are new to Blues music, or like it but never really understood the whys and wherefores, here are some very fundamental rules:

    1. Most Blues begin with: "Woke up this mornin’..."

    2. "I got a good woman" is a bad way to begin the Blues, unless you stick something nasty in the next line like, "I got a good woman, with the meanest face in town."

    3. The Blues is simple. After you get the first line right, repeat it. Then find
something that rhymes - sort of: "Got a good woman with the meanest face in town. Yes, I got a good woman with the meanest face in town. Got teeth like Margaret Thatcher and she weigh 500 pound."

  4. The Blues is not about choice. You stuck in a ditch, you stuck in a ditch...ain't no way out.

  5. Blues cars: Chevys, Fords, Cadillacs and broken-down trucks. Blues don't travel in Volvos, BMWs, or Sport Utility Vehicles. Most Blues transportation is a Greyhound bus or a southbound train. Jet aircraft and state-sponsored motor pools ain't even in the running. Walkin' plays a major part in the Blues lifestyle. So does fixin' to die.
 

 6. Teenagers can't sing the Blues. They ain't fixin' to die yet. Adults sing the Blues. In Blues, "adulthood" means being old enough to get the electric chair if you shoot a man in Memphis.

  7. Blues can take place in New York City but not in Hawaii or anywhere in Canada. Hard times in Minneapolis or Seattle is probably just clinical depression. Chicago, St. Louis and Kansas City are still the best places to have the Blues. You cannot have the Blues in any place that don't get no rain.

  8. A man with male pattern baldness ain't the Blues. A woman with male pattern baldness is. Breaking your leg 'cause you were skiing is not the Blues. Breaking your leg 'cause a alligator be chomping on it is.

  9. You can't have no Blues in an office or a shopping mall. The lighting is wrong. Go outside to the parking lot or sit by the dumpster.

  10. Good places for the Blues:
    a. highway
    b. jailhouse
    c. empty bed
    d. bottom of a whiskey glass

   11. Bad places for the Blues:
    a. Nordstrom's
    b. gallery openings
    c. Ivy League institutions
    d. golf courses

   12. No one will believe it's the Blues if you wear a suit, 'less you happen to be an old person, and you slept in it.

   13. Do you have the right to sing the Blues? Yes, if:
    a. you're older than dirt
    b. you're blind
    c. you shot a man in Memphis
    d. you can't be satisfied

   No, if:
    a. you have all your teeth
    b. you were once blind but now can see
    c. the man in Memphis lived
    d. you have a 401K or trust fund

    14. Blues is not a matter of color. It's a matter of bad luck. Tiger Woods cannot sing the Blues. Sonny Liston could have. Ugly white people also got a leg up on the Blues.

   15. If you ask for water and your darlin' gives you gasoline, it's the Blues. Other acceptable Blues beverages are:
    a. cheap wine
    b. whiskey or bourbon
    c. muddy water
    d. black coffee

   The following are NOT Blues beverages:
    a. Perrier
    b. Chardonnay
    c. Snapple
    d. Slim Fast

   16. If death occurs in a cheap motel or a shotgun shack, it's a Blues death. Stabbed in the back by a jealous lover is another Blues way to die. So are the electric chair, substance abuse and dying lonely on a broken-down cot. You can't have a Blues death if you die during a tennis match or while getting liposuction.

   17. Some Blues names for women:
    a. Sadie
    b. Big Mama
    c. Bessie
    d. Fat River Dumpling

   18. Some Blues names for men:
    a. Joe
    b. Willie
    c. Little Willie
    d. Big Willie

   19. Persons with names like Michelle, Amber, Jennifer, Debbie, and Heather can't sing the Blues no matter how many men they shoot in Memphis.

   20. Blues Name Starter Kit:
    a. name of physical infirmity (Blind, Mute, Lame, etc.)
    b. first name (see above) plus name of fruit (Lemon, Lime, Kiwi, etc.)
    c. last name of President (Jefferson, Johnson, Fillmore, Clinton, etc.)
   For example: Blind Lime Jefferson, Pegleg Lemon Johnson or Lame Kiwi
   Clinton, etc. (Well, maybe not "Kiwi.")

21. I don't care how tragic your life is: if you own a computer, you cannot sing the blues, period. Sorry!

Well, no answer there. I know, mo' music. Caint go wrong with mo' music

This guy ain't Black but he plays a mean harp. And he was born in Chicago.  Gives him a leg up on someone born in Portland.





No conclusions can be drawn. Poor Ned, he don't even know The Blues exist.



The Bluebird of Happiness long absent from his life

Ned is visited by the Chicken of Depression.

 

 

 

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NYUK NYUK NYUK

Well, it was bound to happen. The Three Stooges. Legends in their own time. I never met a chick, liked the Stooges. That speaks to the Stooges' validity in my opinion. I'm talking about the originals, not the wretched remake recently released. 

Erleichda, erleichda, is my message for today. The curious among you will google it up. You may cross-reference Einstein if you wish. 



The Three Stooges started in 1925 as part of a raucous vaudeville act called 'Ted Healy and His Stooges' (a.k.a. 'Ted Healy and His Southern Gentlemen', 'Ted Healy and His Three Lost Souls' and 'Ted Healy and His Racketeers' - the moniker 'Three Stooges' was never used during their tenure with Healy). In the act, lead comedian Healy would attempt to sing or tell jokes while his noisy assistants would keep "interrupting" him. Healy would respond by verbally and physically abusing his stooges. Brothers Moe and Shemp were joined later that year by violinist-comedian Larry Fine. Soon they broke with Healy and a short time later Shemp left the trio, to be replaced with Curly.

Larry, Curly, and Moe is the combination I like best.





In 1934, the trio – now officially christened "The Three Stooges" – signed on to appear in two-reel comedy short subjects for Columbia Pictures. In Moe's autobiography, he said they each got $600 per week on a one-year contract with a renewable option; in the Ted Okuda–Edward Watz book The Columbia Comedy Shorts, the Stooges are said to have received $1,000 among them for their first Columbia effort, Woman Haters, and then signed a term contract for $7,500 per film (equal to $130,299 today), to be divided among the trio.






Film critics and stooge fans alike have cited Curly as the most popular member of the team. His childlike mannerisms and natural comedic charm (he had no previous acting experience) made him a hit with audiences, particularly children and women (the latter usually finding the trio's humor juvenile and uncouth yeah, so?).





I like the Stooges because they are decidedly masculine and represent males accurately, if perhaps a bit exaggerated. All us guys take ourselves oh so seriously but really we can be so effing goofy in some of the things we do. Look at yourself honestly and consider how you appear to others. When I laugh at the Stooges antics, and they are pretty funny, I am laughing at myself. Which is not a bad thing.

RISE AND FALL OF DEMOCRACY

This is all over the internet and I forgot where I saw it; not ripping, if I could give credits I would.

The Rise and Fall of Democracy

About the time our original thirteen states adopted their new constitution in 1787, Alexander Tyler, a Scottish history professor at the University of Edinburgh, had this to say about the fall of the Athenian Republic some 2,000 years earlier:

“A democracy is always temporary in nature; it simply cannot exist as a permanent form of government. A democracy will continue to exist up until the time that voters discover they can vote themselves generous gifts from the public treasury. From that moment on, the majority always vote for the candidates who promise the most benefits from the public treasury, with the result that every democracy will finally collapse due to loose fiscal policy, which is always followed by a dictatorship.

The average age of the world's greatest civilizations from the beginning of history, has been about 200 years. During those 200 years, those nations always progressed through the following sequence:
 

1.     From bondage to spiritual faith;

2.     From spiritual faith to great courage; 

3.     From courage to liberty; 

4.     From liberty to abundance;  

5.     From abundance to complacency;  

6.     From complacency to apathy; 

7.     From apathy to dependence;  

8.     From dependence back into bondage.”

Alright, get out yer Bible and follow along, Ecclesiastes 3:1-15

DAWN

Dawn: bad news comes early, and the sun meets it halfway.


There's a mile of wire in a screen door. If you gonna do the math, go away.

I post a lot of reruns, but ya can't have too much of a good thing. Read 'em again. I am such an excellent blogger the posts will be worth a lot of money someday. Do you good to read 'em often. If you wrote down half the stuff I said you'd be rich. I did not and I am not.

Let me serve up some tunes. If you complain too much it'll be the "Nothing" post for ya.

Some jazz guitar will set you straight.








If this here Wes Montgomery tune and the Atlantic Ocean sunset don't make you mellow maybe you need some thorazine. I favor the Atlantic; it is an honest ocean, not like that sneaky Pacific, which doesn't even live up to its namesake.

THE ACCORDION

As promised, more about the accordion than you will ever need  want to know.

When I was young I started playing the bass guitar in R&B, blues, soul bands. Led me down a path of sex-drugs-rock and roll, wasted a number of years there. I shoulda took up the accordion instead.

Betcha Tommy scores with the kind of chicks you take home to momma.

The Accordion

The accordion is a box-shaped musical instrument of the bellows-driven free-reed aerophone family, sometimes referred to as a squeezebox. A person who plays the accordion is called an accordionist. It is played by compressing or expanding a bellows whilst pressing buttons or keys, causing valves, called pallets, to open, which allow air to flow across strips of brass or steel, called reeds that vibrate to produce sound inside the body. The instrument is sometimes considered a one-man-band as it needs no accompanying instrument. The performer normally plays the melody on buttons or keys on the right-hand manual, and the accompaniment, consisting of bass and pre-set chord buttons, on the left-hand manual.
The accordion is often used in folk music in Europe, North America and South America. It is commonly associated with busking. Some popular music acts also make use of the instrument. Additionally, the accordion is sometimes used in both solo and orchestra performances of classical music.

History

The accordion's basic form is believed to have been invented in Berlin in 1822 by Christian Friedrich Ludwig Buschmann, although one instrument has been recently discovered that appears to have been built in 1816 or earlier by Friedrich Lohner of Nürnberg in the German State of Bavaria.

The accordion is one of several European inventions of the early 19th century that used free reeds driven by a bellows. An instrument called accordion was first patented in 1829 by Cyrill Demian, of Armenian descent, in Vienna .

The piano accordion was played in Germany, then all over Europe. It was invented in 1822, but it started to actually be played in 1826, and built its reputation from there.

By 1831 at least the accordion had appeared in Britain. The instrument was noted in The Times of that year as one new to British audiences and not favorably reviewed, but nevertheless it soon became popular. It had also become popular with New Yorkers by at least the mid-1840s.

Use in traditional music

After the invention of the accordion in 1829, its popularity spread throughout the world, in no small measure due to the polka craze. "Once the polka became a craze in Paris and London during the spring of 1844, it diffused rapidly to the rest of the world. . . . In March 1844, polka-mania took Paris: common people, servants, workers and, one assumes, anyone else who wasn't too stuffy were dancing the polka in the streets of the capital and soon in Bordeaux and other French cities as well. A week or so later it took London by storm. And from these two great centers of fashion, empire, and influence, the polka diffused rapidly upward into the rest of French and English society and outward to the rest of the world."
Except for a brief moment in time during the 1830s and 1840s when the accordion was heard by French aristocracy during Salon music concerts, the instrument has always been associated with the common people. The accordion was spread across the globe by the waves of Europeans who emigrated to various parts of the world in the late 19th century and early 20th century.
The mid-19th-century accordion became a favorite of folk musicians for several reasons: "The new instrument's popularity [among the common masses] was a result of its unique qualities. Firstly, it was much louder than all the older folk instruments put together. It could easily be heard in even the wildest pub above the stomping of dancing feet. It was also the prototype of a 'one man band' with bass and chords on the left-hand side and buttons for the melody on the right, and you could still sing along and beat the rhythm with your feet. The instrument needed no tuning and was always ready to play, but the most ingenious thing about the early one-row squeezebox was that you couldn't play it really badly. Even if you lost the melody it still sounded fine."

 

Use in popular music

The accordion was heard frequently in popular music beginning around 1910 until about 1960. This half century is often called the "Golden Age of the Accordion." However, with the advent of rock 'n roll and the generation gap in the late 1950s and early 1960s, the accordion declined in popularity, as the younger generation considered it "square"—epitomizing the light-hearted music of their parents and grandparents.
The accordion has been a primary instrument in Mexican style music. Since the late 19th century, Tejano music has emerged as one of the leading genres for the instrument in America. Central to the evolution of early Tejano music was the blend of traditional forms such as the Corrido and Mariachi, and Continental European styles, such as Polka, introduced by German and Czech settlers in the late 19th century. In particular, the accordion was adopted by Tejano folk musicians at the turn of the 20th century, and it became a popular instrument for amateur musicians in Texas and Northern Mexico. Small bands known as orquestas, featuring amateur musicians, became a staple at community dances.

Use in classical music
Although the accordion is best known primarily as a folk instrument, it has been used with increasing frequency by classical composers.
The Russian composer, Piotr Ilyitch Tchaikovsky, included four optional single-action diatonic accordions in his Orchestral Suite No. 2 in C Major, op. 53 (1883), simply to add a little color to the third movement: Scherzo burlesque.
In the United States several composers contributed to this effort including: John Serry, Sr. whose works featured both the traditional chromatic accordion as well as the free bass accordion.
Notable composers who wrote for the accordion during the first half of the 20th century were:

• Virgil Thomson: Four Saints in Three Acts (1928)
• Serge Prokofiev: Cantata for the 20th Anniversary of the October Revolution, op. 74 (1936)
• Paul Dessau: Mother Courage (1936) and Die Verurteilung des Lukullus (1949)
• Dmitri Shostakovich: Jazz Suite No. 2 (1938)
• Jean Françaix: Apocalypse According to St. John (1939)
• Darius Milhaud: Prelude and Postlude for "Lidoire" (1946)
• Henry Brant: All Soul's Carnival (1949)
• George Antheil—of Ballet mécanique fame: Accordion Dance for accordion and orchestra (1951)
• John Serry, Sr.: American Rhapsody (1955), to name a few.

Use by losers

Libertarians, ne'er-do-wells, mooks.

Use by winners

Spillers of Soup.

POLKAS: THE MUSIC OF LOVE

The perfect music for any time, anywhere. They say music is the language of love. Most of it ain't. Never mind all them violins and crooners and dreamy elevator music, the C&W yodeling about broken hearts. Polkas have brought more love and bliss and happiness to couples all over the world. Young and old, big and little, every race, color and creed. Except queers. They run contrary to the laws of God and man.


Summer is polka season. In fact it has been designated The Official Music of Summer. I can think of no better way to wait for Fall than by tapping my feet to lively polka music.



That's right, you heard me. The polka has been around for centuries and can be found in classical music, like polkas, mazurkas and waltzes. Many countries of the world venerate polka music; show me people that don't enjoy polkas and I will show you losers.

Never sadness or negativity or dysfunction. No sedition or anarchy or profanity or glorification of crime and drug use. Won't hear no polkas on the boom boxes, uh uh. All in all happy music, happiness being something which we can use more of these days. Experts agree that polka people have divorce rates far below the national norms.

This from Wikipedia, not totally verified but that has never stopped me:

The polka is a lively Central European dance and also a genre of dance music familiar throughout Europe and the Americas. It originated in the middle of the 19th century in the Czech lands and is still a common genre in Swedish, Lithuanian, Czech, Polish, German, Hungarian, Austrian, Russian, Slovenian and Slovakian folk music.

In light classical music, many polkas were composed by both Johann Strauss I and his son Johann Strauss II; a couple of well-known ones were composed by Bedřich Smetana, and Jaromír Vejvoda, the author of "Škoda lásky" ("Roll Out the Barrel").

The name comes from the Czech word půlka – literally, "little half" – a reference to the short half-steps featuring in the dance. The word's familiar form has been influenced by the similarity to the Czech word polka, meaning "Polish woman". The name has led to the dance's origin being sometimes mistakenly attributed to Poland.

It should also not be confused with the polska, a Swedish 3/4-beat dance with Polish roots; cf. polka-mazurka. A related dance is the redowa. Polkas almost always have a 2/4 time signature. Tempo is usually 120 beats per minute, also used by the military when marching and can be found in brass band marches, i.e. Sousa et al.

You already heard a polka on this blog and you're gonna hear some more.





Here's an example of winners. Note the instruments these guys are playing:

Frank Yankovic, no relation to Wierd Al, kicks out the jams:

 

The accordion is discussed in another post.

SOMETIMES IT'S THE SINGER ...

... not the song. If ye can't bring good news then don't bring any.


My Art Director suggested I do a blog about these guys. Good musicians and great songs. He sez: 
 

Of course their politics run to the left, but they don't ask for much besides liberty and justice. Anyway, I just ran across it and dug the tunes and vibe of it all. 

Before we get into the tunes I will offer my observations on some music that gained popularity because it spoke for the Little Man, the common folks like you and me.

Back in the Thirties musicians like Woody Guthrie, The Weavers, some others, they railed against Big Government and the bankers and industry leaders that had their boots firmly on the necks of us little guys. The Fifties had protest songs, same theme, common folks being oppressed by Big Government. The Sixties more of the same, us against "The Man". The Blacks in the Caribbean, Rastas mostly, they wailed about the Big Government keeping them down, in very, uh, flowery terms I must say.

The songs were good, the sentiments expressed are valid but they don't get totally across to me. I have a problem fully accepting and identifying with the music because I am not a beatnik, Commie, hippie, or ganga-smoking Rasta man, therefore I tended to dismiss the songs and the message therein contained.

Along came these guys, doing covers of some good tunes and conveying the message of "us against them" without the ethnic and political baggage. 

"The Wicked Messenger"

There was a wicked messenger
From Eli he did come,
With a mind that multiplied
The smallest matter;
When questioned who had sent for him
He answered with his thumb,
For his tongue it could not speak, but only flatter.

He stayed behind the assembly hall
It was there he made his bed,
Oftentimes he could be seen returning;
Until one day he just appeared
With a note in his hand which read:
"The soles of my feet, I swear they're burning"

Oh, the leaves began to fallin'
And the seas began to part,
And the people that confronted him were many;
And he was told but these few words
Which opened up his heart:
"If ye cannot bring good news, then don't bring any".

LIFE NEVER SLEEPS

Neither does rust. Nor does money. Time marches on, for that matter.

This is gonna be one of those multi-media posts that my Art Director is so fond of. After you finish perusing the pic, engage the tunes and read on.




I see a lot of people that are getting ready. Preparing. Planning and gearing up. They anticipate when they will be ready and when their life will start. Scheming about the future and dreaming about the past. As if they are at a movie and they got the popcorn and soda and they sit patiently, waiting for Life to start. Woe unto them. Little do they know that all this time they have been living. Life has been happening as they are sitting on the bench or doing the warmup exercises.

Some folks think they have missed the boat, not realizing that for all these years they have been on it.



It is the moments, the days, the years one after the other that make up a person's life. Life is a process, not an event. How much of your life have you missed already? How old are you? Have you not noticed what has been going on all around you?

EASTER

Thanks to others for gathering this information. I will not re-invent the wheel here, and I do not take credit for the work of others.

Here is the water. If you are thirsty, drink.
 




What is Easter?

What do Christians Celebrate on Easter?

By Mary Fairchild, About.com Guide

On Easter Sunday, Christians celebrate the resurrection of the Lord, Jesus Christ. It is typically the most well-attended Sunday service of the year for Christian churches.

Christians believe, according to Scripture, that Jesus came back to life, or was raised from the dead, three days after his death on the cross. As part of the Easter season, the death of Jesus Christ by crucifixion is commemorated on Good Friday, always the Friday just before Easter. Through his death, burial, and resurrection, Jesus paid the penalty for sin, thus purchasing for all who believe in him, eternal life in Christ Jesus.

(For a more detailed explanation about his death and resurrection, see Why Did Jesus Have to Die? and Timeline of Jesus' Final Hours.)

Easter Season

In Western Christianity, Easter marks the end of Lent, a 40-day period of fasting, repentance, moderation and spiritual discipline in preparation for Easter. Lent begins on Ash Wednesday and ends on Easter Sunday. Eastern Orthodox churches observe Lent or Great Lent, during the 6 weeks or 40 days preceding Palm Sunday with fasting continuing during the Holy Week of Easter. Lent for Eastern Orthodox churches begins on Monday and Ash Wednesday is not observed.

Easter in the Bible

The biblical account of Jesus' death on the cross, or crucifixion, his burial and his resurrection, or raising from the dead, can be found in the following passages of Scripture: Matthew 27:27-28:8; Mark 15:16-16:19; Luke 23:26-24:35; and John 19:16-20:30.

Some scripture:

Matt. 28:1-9

1

After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.

2

There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it.

3

His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow.

4

The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.

5

The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified.

6

He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay.

7

Then go quickly and tell his disciples: `He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you."

8

So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples.

9

Suddenly Jesus met them. "Greetings," he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him.

LIKE A DULL KNIFE, JUST AIN'T CUTTIN'

"The single biggest problem with communication is the illusion that it has taken place."   ~George Bernard Shaw


Philistine, my art director, has to deal with artsy, techno, managerial, business type people. Y'know, those that are up on the rungs of some ladder or other. Sometimes he has a hard time of it. Recently he wrote:

I'm getting pretty sick of dealing with people. Everyone brings their problems to the table. You cannot have a normal discussion without people putting their motivations on you.

"I don't eat animals"

gets you: "So why do you think you can tell me I can't eat animals?"

 "I have guns to protect my family"

gets you: "So you refuse to kill animals, but you want to kill humans?"

"I don't worship what you call G_d"

gets you: "Oh that's so cool, I was raised blah blah blah and I hate religion too."

"I think the government wastes our taxes"

gets you: "I don't mind paying higher taxes, why do you hate teachers?"

"I think this Occupy thing is a media-mind-fuck-snow-job"

gets you: "Did you see those ingrates pissing all over and doing drugs, someone should round them up! And then the government should reduce regulations and enforce laws from a Constitutional perspective! Liberty for (almost) all!"

"The Constitution protects us from government and allows us to express ourselves in Liberty"

gets you: "No, government protects us from ourselves, including dangerous racists and homophobes like those Teabaggers*, someone should round them up! And then free people should only work for the community, not for a corporation. A livable minimum wage for (almost) all! *but some people should die in camps."

"What's for dinner?" gets you "You can fucking fuck off. Now you get nothing for dinner."

I'm convinced it is beyond the average person to use logic, rely on their own thoughts and feelings, and avoid the constant indoctrination of our electronic media age. People cannot think anymore, just go through the motions and feel emotionally supported by the system. It really comes down to the disintegration of the family and community and culture. Without those backstops, people are emotionally weak and exposed. So along comes the pied piper of consumer ready ideas, in what ever form, and people glom onto what ever makes them feel best. Religion, government, TV, sports, fear, hope. What ever message reinforces their inner needs and makes them feel validated and less vulnerable to the chaos of ideas that the very same system is providing for their neighbors. It's a snake eating its tail. File this under "rise and fall" of empires and cultures.

Doesn't matter much overall, just makes it harder to discuss anything that really matters to me, and it makes it hard to listen to people's empty lives spool out of their mouths.

I know exactly what he is talking about. I'm beginning to hear more and more people the way Ginger does:

So I sez to him, I sez:

Most people I interact with, they are not really listening to me. They are merely waiting for me to stop so they can go on with their rap.

 

APRIL, FOOL

I am sticking this one up until tomorrow morning. 

If you can't laugh at other people, who can you laugh at?

"THE DOUGHNUT IN GRANNY'S GREENHOUSE"  A party is in full swing. Desperate for a pee, a man goes up to the host and asks the whereabouts of the “smallest room". The host is nonplussed. The man continues with every possible euphemism: “little boy's room" - "privy" - "bog" - "john" - "jakes" - "loo" - "facility" – “rest room" – “comfort­ station???”. The host is still baffled. The man finally blurts, “Look you stupid bastard, I'm bursting for a piss!” “Ah,” says the host, “you want the Doughnut in Granny's Greenhouse".