SinceThe70s

Someday I'll find me a woman Who will love me and treat me real nice Where my road has got to go My love she will know from morning, noon Until the night And she's gotta say that it's alright Say it's alright It's alright, have a good time Cause it's alright

I couldn't identify most of the birds we get except for the distinctive ones even though I love watching them. One time years ago we had a hummingbird. Also had an oriole once about two years ago. More common ones I like are the cardinals and woodpeckers and we also get red-tailed hawks which are amazing to see on a low branch in the backyard. Unfortunately we had to take that tree down last year. At work a number of years ago my window was eye level with a lamp post and I watched a huge bird perched on it for awhile that I was told was a falcon. Another cool thing I saw last summer on the south shore of LI was a wild parrot colony. I was at my sons baseball game. Pretty cool at first and then annoying as hell. But for backyard birding, it would be hard to top what my buddy around the corner woke up to last year.

It's been a long year since you've been goneI've been alone here, I've grown oldFall to pieces, I'm fallingFell to pieces and I'm still fallingEvery time I'm falling downAll alone I fall to pieces

Oops, now I get it, fixed above.

Maybe I missed it, but I haven't seen this posted yet. NFL rookie draft class passing the hat:

I always figured he was a bad mother

I would have given you all of my heart But there's someone who's torn it apart And he's taking just all that I had But if you want, I'll try to love again Baby, I'll try to love again, but I know The first cut is the deepest, baby, I know The first cut is the deepest But when it comes to being lucky, he's cursed When it comes to lovin' me, he's worse

Midnight at the oasisSend your camel to bedGot shadows painting our facesAnd traces of romance in our heads

Still looking for that blue jean, baby queenPrettiest girl I ever seenSee her shake on the movie screen, Jimmy Dean(James Dean)

Ride, ride, ride, hitchin' a ride

I'm not a hoops fan so I could not care less what the NBA does. But an NHL playoff tournament would be a welcome distraction for me.

How will that differ from the past 30 years?

Gypsy's dance around the campfire, shook their tambourinesThey were waiting for the dust of an outlaw, Sundown was his nameAs the midnight hour grew closer, and the sky begins to fallYou can see their shadow by the light of the moonThey had heard the gypsys callOoh, ooh, Hurry Sundown

I've been trying To justify you. In the end I will Just defy you. To those who understand, I extend my hand. To the doubtful I demand Take me as I am.

We belong to the light, we belong to the thunderWe belong to the sound of the words we've both fallen underWhatever we deny or embrace for worse or for betterWe belong, we belong, we belong together

Why should I careIf I have to cut my hair?I've got to move with the fashionOr be outcast

I looked in the mirror today My eyes just didn't seem so bright I've lost a few more hairs I think I'm, I'm going bald

Can't disagree, but I hope you haven't been holding it in this whole time. lol

Anything Kathy Griffin ever appeared in

You told me that your 20 years have gone by much too fast And you’ve been hoping this year will be better than the last You said you’ve been waging a war against the loneliest of nights With the strongest drinks and longest lines It’s not that big a surprise That you’re feeling more dead than alive

SNY is replaying the 1969 WS this week starting tonight at 7:30.

I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side Blue skies hangin' over my head I got five hundred miles to ride I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a late night show I hope the people are ready there 'cause the boys are all ready to go Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller That's what I am Women, whiskey and miles of travelin' Is all I understand

Is it any wonder I reject you first? Fame, fame, fame, fame Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool? (fame) Fame, bully for you, chilly for me Got to get a rain check on pain (fame)

Yes indeed, here we are! At Saint Alfonzo's Pancake Breakfast Where I stole the mar-juh-reen An' widdled on the Bingo Cards in lieu of the latrine I saw a handsome parish lady Make her entrance like a queen Why, she was totally chenille And her old man was a Marine As she abused a sausage pattie And said why don't you treat me mean? (Hurt me, hurt me, hurt me, oooooh!) At Saint Alfonzo's Pancake Breakfast (Hah! Good God! Get off the bus!) Where I stole the mar-juh-reen

Oh, ho, ho It's magic you know Never believe, it's not so It's magic, you know Never believe, it's not so