tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post115132866448837676..comments2023-10-19T05:40:59.162-04:00Comments on Sippican Cottage: I Feel FineSippicanCottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14940797380578921776noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-1151442710108101792006-06-27T17:11:00.000-04:002006-06-27T17:11:00.000-04:00Ruth Anne- I pencilled the little troll's daytimer...Ruth Anne- I pencilled the little troll's daytimer for 2020.<BR/><BR/>He's also available for parties, bar mitzvahs, public hangings, heavy lifting, pest control, crowd control, mission control, and crack-back block tutoring as well.SippicanCottagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14940797380578921776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-1151433679017251152006-06-27T14:41:00.000-04:002006-06-27T14:41:00.000-04:00Linked to and digressed from here.vw: fneodal. Mot...Linked to and digressed from <A HREF="http://conblogeration.blogspot.com/2006/06/were-bigger-than-jesus.html" REL="nofollow">here</A>.<BR/><BR/>vw: fneodal. Mother's "little helper"?P_Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16130988618277500381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-1151428205703864802006-06-27T13:10:00.000-04:002006-06-27T13:10:00.000-04:00Hey, Sip:You think your youngest might need a date...Hey, Sip:<BR/>You think your youngest might need a date for prom in, oh, say, 14 years? I know a coupla redheads he could take!<BR/><BR/>But only if he's got a screamin' axe.<BR/><BR/>Or if his hammer rings.Ruth Anne Adamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01936054116421006847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-1151379000814466332006-06-26T23:30:00.000-04:002006-06-26T23:30:00.000-04:00Ruth Anne - LOL! And true, too. And your husband i...Ruth Anne - LOL! And true, too. And your husband is right about Elvis. Listen to the man.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Sippican - I know what you mean. Something slips but the guys are good enough to cover and only the professionals or insiders pick it up. I saw the knowing raised eyebrow glance. <BR/><BR/>Lennon still doesn't look like he's enjoying it. Maybe they'd played the song too much and were tired of it. Maybe they were being "cool." But it just didn't connect with me on a happy/fun/lightheated pop song level.P_Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16130988618277500381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-1151378053162881862006-06-26T23:14:00.000-04:002006-06-26T23:14:00.000-04:00I think you guys are missing it. Watch it again. L...I think you guys are missing it. <BR/><BR/>Watch it again. Lennon botches the lyric, or perhaps it's Harrison and Mac, and Lennon is slghtly wrongfooted for a moment. But then, watch his face. He glances into the TV camera that's shoved right in his face and raises his eyebrows real quick. It's a lark, and they are riding the whole thing like a wave, not swimming. <BR/><BR/>There's real interaction among them, and I found it fascinating to watch it. I've seen those mannerisms a million times when things are not quite right, but no one but the band really notices. <BR/><BR/>My three year old watched this song for a hour today.SippicanCottagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14940797380578921776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-1151357318389629142006-06-26T17:28:00.000-04:002006-06-26T17:28:00.000-04:00Loosen up! Relax! Smile! You're supposed to be mak...<I>Loosen up! Relax! Smile! You're supposed to be making people happy, not impressing them with your technical skills.</I><BR/><BR/><BR/>Pastor Jeff: That advice also works for lovemaking.Ruth Anne Adamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01936054116421006847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-1151355807938672152006-06-26T17:03:00.000-04:002006-06-26T17:03:00.000-04:00Why is Ringo the only one smiling? Are the other g...Why is Ringo the only one smiling? Are the other guys taking this too seriously? Crack a smile, willya? It's supposed to be <I>fun</I>.<BR/><BR/>This reminds me of some great homiletical advice from a very gifted preacher: <I>Don't focus on getting the message out of you; think about getting it into them.</I><BR/><BR/>In other words, you can get yourself so wrapped up in trying to "get it right" than you lose freedom, spirit and spontaneity. You become stiff, afraid and joyless. Much like I am on downhill skis.<BR/><BR/>Loosen up! Relax! Smile! You're supposed to be making people happy, not impressing them with your technical skills.<BR/><BR/>vw: ifiwmzy - iffy whimsyP_Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16130988618277500381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-1151343024515949782006-06-26T13:30:00.000-04:002006-06-26T13:30:00.000-04:00I remember trying to learn how to improvise on my ...I remember trying to learn how to improvise on my saxophone during my freshman year in high school. <BR/><BR/>That's too late.<BR/><BR/>I'm teaching my kids the 8 bar blues; the inevitable key change in country music; that it's ok to get up and dance; or sing at the top of their lungs. I think I have a headstart with the girls. For weeks and weeks, before I could nurse them or hold them much, I would sing to them. <BR/><BR/>They know their theme songs. It quiets Annie when I sing. She sings the sweetest "Somewhere beyond the sea." And she's not even 3.<BR/><BR/>I love Elvis, too, because my husband does.Ruth Anne Adamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01936054116421006847noreply@blogger.com