Just Jack

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes Turn and face the strange Ch-ch-changes Don't want to be a richer man Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes Turn and face the strange Ch-ch-changes There's gonna have to be a different man Time may change me But I can't trace time

But I'm in so deep You know I'm such a fool for you You got me wrapped around your finger Do you have to let it linger? Do you have to, do you have to, do you have to let it linger?

I tried the first week, but I don't know what's going on with the board software, what was a simple copy/paste last year, gets all the formatting screwed up this year.

Bump, 46 years ago today....

You better watch out You better not cry You better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town

Oh, my life is changing everyday In every possible way (I said, oh, I said oh) And oh, my dreams It's never quite as it seems

Bananarama Split

Kiss me, out of the bearded barley Nightly, beside the green, green grass Swing, swing, (swing, swing) swing the spinning step You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress

Oh almost paradise We're knockin' on heaven's door Almost paradise How could we ask for more? I swear that I can see forever in your eyes Paradise

“Oh yea man, he’s running at me so I just flattened his ass.”

Now it cuts like a knife But it feels so right Yeah, it cuts like a knife Oh, but it feels so right

Can you imagine if players in the NFL could have post game conferences like this.

You'd better hope and pray That you make it safe Back to your own world You'd better hope and pray That you'll wake one day in your own world 'Cause when you sleep at night They don't hear your cries in your own world Only time will tell if you can break the spell Back in your own world

I’ve told this story before and I’ll tell it again. There was a game years ago that I could see seven people in my section, all wearing the same players jersey. Not a single one was the same as another. Either the font used for the player name was different, the size and placement of the logo, width of the sleeve striping. Yet I bet if you asked each person, they’d all say “it’s just like a real one but cheaper.”

Exit light Enter night Take my hand We're off to never-never land

When the night has come And the land is dark And the moon is the only light we'll see No, I won't be afraid Oh, I won't be afraid Just as long as you stand, stand by me

Baby, baby, baby oh Like baby, baby, baby no Like baby, baby, baby oh Thought you'd always be mine, mine

If I catch you, you have to wrestle me.

When the lights go out it's push and shove When the lights go out it's time for love When the lights go out I'll meet her when the lights go out

How do you leave the past behind When it keep finding ways to get to your heart It reaches way down deep and tears you inside out 'Til you're torn apart Rent

Moonlight on water Sex on the beach Think about us riding wild horses Think about us, it's not out of reach babe

Just saw the attorney for the armorer on GMA. He's stating that someone intentionally mixed in a real bullet with the blanks because they wanted to cause an accident.

All men have secrets and here is mine So let it be known For we have been through hell and high tide I think I can rely on you And yet you start to recoil Heavy words are so lightly thrown But still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you

If you question what I would do To get over and be with you Lift you up over everything To light up my room

And I ran, I ran so far away I just ran, I ran all night and day I couldn't get away