On Feb 7, 9:47 am, Jumbo <ch...@cupolagallery.com> wrote: On Feb 6, 11:08 pm, Janice <jan...@dixoncreekstudio.com> wrote: When the evening shadows and the stars appear And there is no one there to dry your tears I could hold you for a million years To make you feel my love I am clueless as to what the irony might be here... I don't get the irony either
On Feb 6, 11:08 pm, Janice <jan...@dixoncreekstudio.com> wrote: When the evening shadows and the stars appear And there is no one there to dry your tears I could hold you for a million years To make you feel my love I am clueless as to what the irony might be here... I don't get the irony either. I don't think they mean local irony, but rather the whole thing's a piss-take
I did, last year: it is in a flow-y scriopt around my lower right ankle, saying "Show a little faith~~ there's magic in the night." (Turned out my tattoo-ist and I lived in the same neighborhood back in Boston, had hung out in many of the same places, and finally that we'd gone to the same college (Emerson). She was 20 years younger, and was thrilled to "discover" Springsteen...on my ankle
In article <28d24246-25be-4ac8-b76e-c29352a9a2ff@z17g2000vbd.googlegroups.com>, The old geezer <JYOB@aol.com> wrote: I have a amusing little story about TOYL from Live Dead. Back in the "good old daze" ('72 -'73) before wedding bells started breaking up the ol' gang of mine....when a buncha of us shared an old house.....we ALWAYS were blasting Live Dead on the old stereo.
