Fry-Yay!!

 

Modeling a spring boo-kay ovva fresh catnip!!!

 

see dee spirit orb?

lass nite flower moon rise

Found a nuther wun

 

In their werdz

 

Throwing Stones

Weir/Barlow 1987

The above show was 6-24-2022 the day roe v. wade got overturned 

Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free
Dizzy with eternity
Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea
Call it home for you and me

 

A peaceful place, or so it looks from space
A closer look reveals the human race
Full of hope, full of grace is the human face
But afraid we may lay our home to waste

 

There's a fear down here we can't forget
Hasn't got a name just yet
Always awake, always around
Singing, "Ashes, ashes all fall down" (ashes, ashes all fall down)

 

Now watch as the ball revolves and the nighttime falls
And again the hunt begins, and again the bloodwind calls
By and by again, the morning sun will rise
The darkness never goes from some mens eyes, ooh no

 

It strolls the sidewalks, and it rolls the streets
It's taking turf, dividing up meat
Nightmare spook, piece of heat
It's you and me, you and me

 

Hey, Flashblade in ghetto night
Rudies looking for a fight
Rat Cat Alley, roll them bones
Need that cash to feed that jones
And the politicians throwing stones
Singing, "Ashes, ashes all fall down" (ashes, ashes all fall down)

 

Commissars and pin-striped bosses roll the dice
Any way they fall, guess who gets to pay the price
Money green, the proletarian gray
Selling guns instead of food today

 

So the kids, they dance, they shake their bones
And the politicians throwing stones
Singing, "Ashes, ashes all fall down" (ashes, ashes all fall down)

 

Heartless powers try to tell us what to think
If the spirit's sleeping, then the flesh is ink, yeah
History's page will be neatly carved in stone
The future's here, we are it, we are on our own
On our own, on our own, on our own

 

If the game is lost, we're all the same
No one left to place or take the blame
We will leave this place an empty stone
Well, that shinning ball blue
We can call our home

 

So the kids, they dance, they shake their bones
And the politicians are throwing stones
Singing, "Ashes, ashes all fall down" (ashes, ashes all fall down)

 

Shooting powders back and forth
Singing, "Black goes south and white comes north
And the whole world full of petty wars"
Singing, "I got mine and you got yours"
And the current fashions set the pace
Lose your step, fall out of grace
And the radical, he rant and rage
Singing, "Someone got to turn the page"
And the rich man in his summer home
Singing, "Just leave well enough alone"
But his pants are down, his cover's blown

And the politicians throwing stones
So the kids, they dance, they shake their bones
'Cause it's all too clear, we're on our own
Singing, "Ashes, ashes all fall down
Ashes, ashes, all fall down"

 

Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free
It's dizzy, the possibilities

 

Ashes, ashes, all fall down (ashes, ashes, all fall down)
Ashes, ashes, all fall down (ashes, ashes, all fall down)
Ashes, ashes, all fall down (ashes, ashes, all fall down)
Ashes, ashes, all fall down (ashes, ashes, all fall down) 

Toozday

 

izza not bin berry warmz here lately

but look wat i found!!!!!!

Izza Munday

 

Sunday Funnies

 

Fry-Yay!!!

 

MEOW!!!!!!  izza Fry-Yay!!!  pizza day!!!! dee sun izza shining an izza good day!!!

Izza Thurzday

 

dee mum sez I need my rootz done......my graze r showin......

Happy Erf Day!

Happy Erf Day!!

 Mutts 

Sunday Funnies

 

Caturday

 

Werdless Wenzday

 

Weekend Update

 

This past weekend, starting wif Fry-Yay, we hadz 3 daze ovva thunderstorms.  Rolling thunder and heavy sheetz ovva rain comin down on an off. Fry-Yay nite at midnite we were woken up  big boomz and crazy windz blowing in eberry directshun,  dee mum got up and looked owt dee bedroom winder.  she waz lookin fur dee wicked witch ovva dee west to fly by and thot dat she better git away frum dee winder.  on Caturday, two lines ovva storms past ober us and at wun point we had a different storm going by, one on each side ovva dee houze.  first lightning den thunder, each taking their turn, going on fur 2 an a half hourz wif flooding sheetz ovva rain pouring down!  i do not need to tell yoo that i spent a good amount ovva dee weekend in my private bedroom suite(dee spare bedroom closet).  in there i hazza private tent, a laydeez room and a cushy lounger with a blanket to make muffins on iffen dee feeling strikes me.  I wood come owt when thing quieted down but win they came back i wood head back to my room.  On sunday thingz started to calm down fur us but it snowed agin in dee mountains east ov us.We got enuf rain to keep dee yards watered fur weeks.  

Sunday Funnies

 

the last wun izza fur Terry!

Fry-Yay!!

 in space there izza no pizza on Friday!!!

Splashdown at 5pm  pst 

Cute azza Button

Meow!!! 

Izza Toozday

 watchin Top Chef wif dee mum............

Izza Munday

 

lass nitez sunset.  it can't decide here whether to be warm or cold owtside.

Sunday Funnies-Hoppy Easter

 

Fry-Yay!!!!

 

Finally stopped raining here and dee sun izza owt and izza PIZZA DAY !!!! and dee mumz toof iz onlee a liddle hurty today.  it rained berry heavily here and izza cold again.

R.O.D.F.L.M.T.O.

 

Rollin on dee floor laffin my tummy off..............wheee......dee mum finks Bruce has never looked better.  she sez he has aged into a berry smexy looking guy.

 

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