PastaJoe

Make up call. 😒

How could they not call that, he put his hand on his facemask.

They’re terrible, too big.

Liked the YouTube commercial, except no guy is going to get that excited about a women’s basketball game.

Trumpy with his favorite woman. 🙄

Thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing Thanks for all the joy they're bringing Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty What would life be? Without a song or a dance what are we? So I say thank you for the music For giving it to me

Just a song before I go To whom it may concern Traveling twice the speed of sound It's easy to get burned

They say the neon lights are bright on Broadway (on Broadway) They say there's always magic in the air (on Broadway) But when you're walkin' down that street And you ain't had enough to eat The glitter rubs right off and you're nowhere (on Broadway)

Marcus Álvarez

Early one mornin’ the sun was shinin’ I was layin’ in bed Wond’rin’ if she’d changed at all If her hair was still red Her folks they said our lives together Sure was gonna be rough They never did like Mama’s homemade dress Papa’s bankbook wasn’t big enough And I was standin’ on the side of the road Rain fallin’ on my shoes Heading out for the East Coast Lord knows I’ve paid some dues gettin’ through Tangled up in blue

Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn Come in, she said I'll give ya shelter from the storm

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running 'round my brain I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

Hold on, nothing's the same Tell me why I feel this way Life wouldn't be worth living without you All along I've been the pretender But now that's gone forever Nobody's ever loved me like you do Nobody's broken through

Hey there, lonely girl Lonely girl Let me make your broken heart like new Hey there, lonely girl Lonely girl Don't you know this lonely boy loves you?

Hey baby, they're playing our song The one we used to hear when We used to get along Hey baby, they're playing our song Let's get bank together That's where we belong

I'm gonna try for an uptown girl She's been living in her white bread world As long as anyone with hot blood can And now she's looking for a downtown man That's what I am

The Thing looks too CGI, and the voice is all wrong. It should be gruff like the 60’s cartoon. And Herbie? 🙄 The good thing is the use of the real Galactis, not the cloud in the previous movie.

Say you don't know me or recognize my face Say you don't care who goes to that kind of place Knee deep in the hoopla, sinking in your fight Too many runaways eating up the night Marconi plays the mambo, listen to the radio Don't you remember? We built this city We built this city on rock and roll

Try to get yourself a bargain, son Don't be sold on the very first one Now pretty girls come a dime a dozen Try to find one who's gonna give you true loving Before you take a girl and say "I do" now Make sure she's in love with you now My mama told me, you better shop around

California tumbles into the sea That'll be the day I go back to Annandale Tried to warn you About Chino and Daddy Gee But I can't seem to get to you through the U.S. Mail Well I hear the whistle but I can't go, I'm gonna Take her down to Mexico, she said oh no Guadalajara won't do Well, I did not think the girl Could be so cruel And I'm never going back To my old school

I haves boxes of cards my adult son doesn’t want, so I’m tasked with going through them all to catalog and find a good home. Tall 60’s AFL (Jack Kemp), 70’s and 80’s NFL, 70’s and 80’s NHL and WHA hockey (Perreault, Orr), 70’s baseball (Clemente), some NBA (Jordan) and ABA (Rick Barry), and assorted WFL, USFL, and wrestling.

I want you I need you A chance is on I'm asking now I must get back to you so now So I am coming home to you 'Cause I am nothing without you May be you found somebody new 'Cause I'm still coming home to you

Come hear Uncle John's Band By the riverside Got some things to talk about Here beside the rising tide Come hear Uncle John's Band Playing to the tide Come on along or go alone He's come to take his children home