The picture of a painting I did, was being used as MY profile photo. I thought it showed a little about who I am. The Moderators for CS decided differently,and took it down and sent me an email about it being the incorrect photo to show.
The photo I used also screened for morons who would email me and comment on my smile. Duh it was a picture of landscape painting, not of my face.
I am only on CS for the jokes and other's to send messages.
I feel that CS should go after people showing just a photo of a child, a photo from 20 yrs ago or fake photos (of models or celebraties/cartoon characters) is more misleading.
The Old Orange Flute In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade And all of us thought him a stout-hearted blade. On the twelfth of July as it yearly did come Bob played on the flute to the sound of the drum You can talk of your fiddles, your harp or your lute But there's nothing could sound like the Old Orange Flute. But the treacherous scoundrel, he took us all in For he married a Papish named Bridget McGinn Turned Papish himself and forsook the Old Cause That gave us our freedom, religion and laws. And the boys in the county made such a stir on it They forced Bob to flee to the province of Connaught; Took with him his wife and his fixins, to boot, And along with the rest went the Old Orange Flute. Each Sunday at mass, to atone for past deeds, Bob said Paters and Aves and counted his beads Till one Sunday morn, at the priest's own require Bob went for to play with the flutes in the choir. He went for to play with the flutes in the mass But the instrument quivered and cried."O Alas!" And blow as he would, though he made a great noise, The flute would play only "The Protestant Boys". Bob jumped up and huffed, and was all in a flutter. He pitched the old flute in the best holy water; He thought that this charm would bring some other sound, When he tried it again, it played "Croppies Lie Down!" And for all he would finger and twiddle and blow For to play Papish music, the flute would not go; "Kick the Pope" to "Boyne Water" was all it would sound Not one Papish bleat in it could e'er be found. At a council of priests that was held the next day They decided to banish the Old Flute away; They couldn't knock heresy out of its head So they bought Bob another to play in its stead. And the Old Flute was doomed, and its fate was pathetic 'Twas fastened and burnt at the stake as heretic. As the flames rose around it, you could hear a strange noise 'Twas the Old Flute still a-whistlin' "The Protestant Boys".
Listening to the Celtic station at the moment .... usually it's the office friendly classic rock station .... highly recommend if you like commercial free radio and good music :-)
Happy St Patricks day.... May your day be touched by a bit of Irish luck, brightened by a song in your heart, and warmed by the smiles of the people you love.
I went to a concert tonight ... it was awesome!!! A very talented young pianist Benjamin Grosvenor. If you ever get the chance to see and hear this young man play, you are in for a treat.
I read this and felt it was too good not to share.
"I met my bride of 42 years while stationed in Japan with the U.S. Army, and fell in love almost immediately. My future bride told me that Americans too often equate love to a burning fire. She said that the fire burns out and becomes cold ashes.
Her philosophy was that true love is like flowing water. It runs in rivulets down hillsides and joins creeks that become rivers. It gains in strength and intensity through these travels until it flows into the sea.
Now after 42 years of marriage to this wonderful lady, I can also say that the greatest definition of love is that "love is giving what you need to get." -- Paul"
you may life in alberta if your dog looks at you with that "what are your fleeping nuts if you expect me to go further than the door or more than 1 or 2 steps outside to peee??????" look....
I am feeling content.... My son was ready to walk out the door with the piece of coal 45 minuntes before midnight. Midnight came, he went out the door and I was banging the metal spoon on a pan. It was loud but lots of fun.... and when Eric got in the door, (and the 2 dogs were barking)... he took over ringing in the new year hitting the spoon on the pan. I do not not give a fig what my neighbors thought, and laughed while banging the pan. The expression on my son's face, priceless!!!! Then we called my Dad and left a message, called Brian leaving him a silly new years message and talked to Brian's mom.... we needed to be silly and it helped. Happy new years.
I am sitting with a glass of wine, crackers, some bri, and slices of apple. My wonderful son is going to help me make some noise when midnight arrives. He is going to take a lump of coal, go out the back door and enter the front door ... and I'm going to make lots of noise banging the frying pay with a spoon to chase away sadness, and bad luck. I hope it will be as funny and silly as it sounds and both of us will start the New Year laughing instead of sad and with tears.
Dear Kid, I hope this 2012 will be a much better year for you. Best of wishes. Home tonight as well... Mary Poppins is going to be on the telly. I am contemplating watching it and take a trip down memory lane from my childhood.
Usually late at night/morning New Years Eve I like to sit and reflect on what I am grateful for. My list would be too long to post and last year we were watching over mom while she was suffering and dying.
So for a start I am greatful my father is still here, that my mother as much as I miss her is no longer suffering. Nephew was in an auto accident and was not badly hurt. I am greatful for Brian and his mother getting me through the last 3 yrs whle my mother suffered from cancer. I am greatful for my children, Brian, friends and family even though we annoy each other. My 2 dogs, the miracles I see with the individuals I work with. Having a roof over my head.
As silly as it sounds, I am greatful my best friend introduced me to Blueberry tea. :-) Books... I love books and music and art ..... I could go on and on and on.... :-) Ok eveyone, it's your turn to add to the list...
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RE: Happy Canada Day!
Very true equiya. It's not perfect, but it has many great things about it. Hope everyone enjoys their weekend.