With links to three of her big hits: Walkin' After Midnight, Crazy, and Sweet Dreams. Boy, talk about taking me back…and she died so young, in a plane crash like Buddy Holly, and not long after…
Thanks for reminding me Alan to get my music from the old computer: gots lotsa Patsy. Absolutely *adore* that woman's voice!
Got a little weather event going on here, involving sleet, snow, ice pellets. Dusting of what looks like extra sparkly snow. So glad I don't have to travel for the next fews. Just sitting it out with the dancing dawg.
I love YouTube. Hard to believe we've only had it for five or six years; can't remember what I did without it. Needles to say, it was vastly superior before Google took it over, but no use crying over spilled milk. YouTube is still wonderful.
Confused. Spent much of yesterday thinking it was Christmas Eve.
When I got up today, Mum greeted me by asking whether I knew what the Higgs Boson was. Apparently she'd seen a program about it - on the National Geographic Channel she thought - and figured she'd cheer me up by asking me about it. Did the trick. Gave me a big smile. Sometimes people are very nice.
OK techies, here's a question. People can send me attachments of music files, sometimes four and five at a time. Yet, I can't send so much as one music file. Get a message that the file size has exceeded the limit of 25 mg. Now, how is that? And what can I do about it?
Cat `` It appears that different ISPs have different file-size limits. I've occasionally had trouble sending back files that others have sent me. Sometimes compressing it with a ZIP program helps, sometimes it doesn't. I don't know if this will work with music files, but sometimes the only thing I've been able to do is manually break the file into several peices.
And now our government a bird with two right wings flies on from zone to zone while we go on having our little fun & games at each election as if it really mattered who the pilot is of Air Force One (They're interchangeable, stupid!) While this bird with two right wings flies right on with its corporate flight crew And this year its the Great Movie Cowboy in the cockpit And next year its the great Bush pilot And now its the Chameleon Kid and he keeps changing the logo on his captains cap and now its a donkey and now an elephant and now some kind of donkephant And now we recognize two of the crew who took out a contract on America and one is a certain gringo wretch who's busy monkeywrenching crucial parts of the engine and its life-support systems and they got a big fat hose to siphon off the fuel to privatized tanks And all the while we just sit there in the passenger seats without parachutes listening to all the news that's fit to air over the one-way PA system about how the contract on America is really good for us etcetera As all the while the plane lumbers on into its postmodern manifest destiny
Howard is pretty good too, eh?
ReplyDeletePatsy Cline article in NYT
With links to three of her big hits: Walkin' After Midnight, Crazy, and Sweet Dreams. Boy, talk about taking me back…and she died so young, in a plane crash like Buddy Holly, and not long after…
And now off to the Land of Nod.
--Alan
Fats Domino and Patti Page too...YouTube is great.
ReplyDelete--Alan
Thanks for reminding me Alan to get my music from the old computer: gots lotsa Patsy. Absolutely *adore* that woman's voice!
ReplyDeleteGot a little weather event going on here, involving sleet, snow, ice pellets. Dusting of what looks like extra sparkly snow. So glad I don't have to travel for the next fews. Just sitting it out with the dancing dawg.
And a blessed holy day to all!
I love YouTube. Hard to believe we've only had it for five or six years; can't remember what I did without it. Needles to say, it was vastly superior before Google took it over, but no use crying over spilled milk. YouTube is still wonderful.
DeleteMissing my family.
ReplyDelete*hug* Renee
DeleteConfused. Spent much of yesterday thinking it was Christmas Eve.
ReplyDeleteWhen I got up today, Mum greeted me by asking whether I knew what the Higgs Boson was. Apparently she'd seen a program about it - on the National Geographic Channel she thought - and figured she'd cheer me up by asking me about it. Did the trick. Gave me a big smile. Sometimes people are very nice.
OK techies, here's a question. People can send me attachments of music files, sometimes four and five at a time. Yet, I can't send so much as one music file. Get a message that the file size has exceeded the limit of 25 mg. Now, how is that? And what can I do about it?
ReplyDeleteIf I were to pony up some more money for my ISP I could send bigger attachments.
Delete--Alan
Cat `` It appears that different ISPs have different file-size limits. I've occasionally had trouble sending back files that others have sent me. Sometimes compressing it with a ZIP program helps, sometimes it doesn't. I don't know if this will work with music files, but sometimes the only thing I've been able to do is manually break the file into several peices.
ReplyDeleteFor our edification--Alan
ReplyDeleteBird With Two Right Wings
And now our government
a bird with two right wings
flies on from zone to zone
while we go on having our little fun & games
at each election
as if it really mattered who the pilot is
of Air Force One
(They're interchangeable, stupid!)
While this bird with two right wings
flies right on with its corporate flight crew
And this year its the Great Movie Cowboy in the cockpit
And next year its the great Bush pilot
And now its the Chameleon Kid
and he keeps changing the logo on his captains cap
and now its a donkey and now an elephant
and now some kind of donkephant
And now we recognize two of the crew
who took out a contract on America
and one is a certain gringo wretch
who's busy monkeywrenching
crucial parts of the engine
and its life-support systems
and they got a big fat hose
to siphon off the fuel to privatized tanks
And all the while we just sit there
in the passenger seats
without parachutes
listening to all the news that's fit to air
over the one-way PA system
about how the contract on America
is really good for us etcetera
As all the while the plane lumbers on
into its postmodern
manifest destiny
Lawrence Ferlinghetti