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shiitetloads(4-8grams) of powdered ascorbic acid(C), 50-75000IU of beta-carotene(A)- zinc,three or four times a day. and a tyvec-suit. hug!Good morning everyoneNo inspirational pictures from me, this A.M. LOL.
((Hugs)) for anyone who might need one, though
Anna
Man I wish I had been old enough to have seen Zappa on tour! SO LUCKY!! Of course, the same could be said for Eddie Mercury, Aerosmith (the early days), heck even the Beatles, just for fun.
I did get to see my "teenage heartthrob" U2 in concert once, but I was pregnant, and it got so loud I actually wound up crouched behind the bleachers by my car, and shoving everyone's jackets, blankets, and whatnot over myself in order to muffle the noise, LOL. It was still a great time!
My son was a rap devotee from a young age, sometimes I blame that concert.
Anna
I did get to see my "teenage heartthrob" U2 in concert once, but I was pregnant, and it got so loud I actually wound up crouched behind the bleachers by my car, and shoving everyone's jackets, blankets, and whatnot over myself in order to muffle the noise, LOL. It was still a great time!
My son was a rap devotee from a young age, sometimes I blame that concert.
Anna
Dropping off a morning greeting before I go back to catch up with some of that Hip Hypno musing music.
Okay, I wrote this one a while ago... Then I am going to edit, LOL. It's sort of a... Well, someone who stuck with me when I was waiting tables at a high end restaurant in Georgetown. I saw her every night as we left (she worked next door) and she just had this impact on me, that I wanted to try and capture.
Closing the Restaurant
Each night, as consistent as the seasons
turn, she steps shy from the creaking door
into the alley, where every baby rat
is squealing in its nest.
Her ink eyes and her creased mouth
her voice like the slithers
of snakes in cane fields
will ask. "How did you do tonight
my dear. A hundred maybe? A hundred
and fifty?" a dark chuckle, "We were quiet
tonight ourselves." And she turns
with a smile on her way
like every night with her knuckled
hands freed from the grease
of the kitchen, headed home.
Her legs more bowed than
the Earth she walks on, skinny
under her spreading torso.
If she had been well fed and
leisured, her body might
have turned tall like a tree
her skin shined like ivy and her
steps sharper, but her glance
that bears nothing away
would still remain the same.
Home to her children and grand
children, and unbidden my eyes
follow the generous curve of her
back through the trashcans over
the cracked pavement and out
to the streetlights.
Anna
Closing the Restaurant
Each night, as consistent as the seasons
turn, she steps shy from the creaking door
into the alley, where every baby rat
is squealing in its nest.
Her ink eyes and her creased mouth
her voice like the slithers
of snakes in cane fields
will ask. "How did you do tonight
my dear. A hundred maybe? A hundred
and fifty?" a dark chuckle, "We were quiet
tonight ourselves." And she turns
with a smile on her way
like every night with her knuckled
hands freed from the grease
of the kitchen, headed home.
Her legs more bowed than
the Earth she walks on, skinny
under her spreading torso.
If she had been well fed and
leisured, her body might
have turned tall like a tree
her skin shined like ivy and her
steps sharper, but her glance
that bears nothing away
would still remain the same.
Home to her children and grand
children, and unbidden my eyes
follow the generous curve of her
back through the trashcans over
the cracked pavement and out
to the streetlights.
Anna
sweet dreams to all(((hugs)))
I hope y'all have a
Your morning tea
and coffee
and coffee
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