Sohbet- Sometimes You’re the Windshield

Back in the Fall when I was really sad, I wrote a country song. It made me really happy. Hope it helps cheer you up now:

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Well…

Sometimes you’re the windshield, sometimes you’re the bug.
You’ll start out flying high, and then you’ll find you’re eating rug.
It’s just the way it goes my friend, you’ve simply got to shrug
it off and start to digging out of that hole that you dug.
‘Cause sometimes you’re the windshield, and sometimes you’re the bug.

(guitar solo)

Yeah, sometimes you’ll be the windshield, sometimes you’ll be the bug.
Peel yourself right off that glass, give your spattered guts a tug.
Get your wheels back on the tracks, and let your little engine chug.
Sometimes you’ll be the windshield, and sometimes you’re the bug.

(chord change)

I know you’re feeling low right now, and really need a hug,
’cause you’re life is full of windshield and you’re feeling like the bug.
But things will turn right round again, so shake that sad face off your mug.
‘Cause there’s times you’ll be the windshield, you can’t always be the bug!

Pull the fibers out of your teeth now, that you picked up in that rug,
Surround yourself with friends who care, and get yourself a hug.
I know it’s really tough right now, but hang in there my love,
’cause sometimes you’ll be the windshield, you can’t always be the bug.

Yeah, sometimes you’ll be the windshield, you can’t always be the bug.
(repeat to fade…)

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Alright, here’s the Sohbet challenge: write me your own life descriptive country song (or counter with you’re own sad song of any genre to cheer you up)

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Sohbet – Snotty Seuss Slam

Well, it’s cold and flu season again, and we had so much fun with the headcold haiku last year I thought all you sadly snotty suffering people could use a bit of cheer. So, this round how about a Seuss Slam on all things snot related? A jolly exchange of odes to the code in your node.

I’ll get you started with some motherly advice, then I want to hear your snotty, seussy poems!

Spit it out! (My mother said
of that stuff in my lungs
that drips from my head.)

You can’t leave that gunk
sitting there in your chest.
Don’t just cough a little,
cough BIG, it’s the best.

Now listen to your mom’s advice,
a dainty cough won’t save your life!
Heed my words, or you’ll get pneumonia
and I’ll find you dead, next time I phone you.

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Irony and Acronyms – a user’s guide

Warning! For your own safety, please put down all food and beverage before continuing with this post. You’ll thank me at the end…

For a writer, I’m not overly literary, don’t generally get my knickers in a twist when somebody dangles a participle or anything. But, perhaps because I love it so, I do get riled up when somebody says something is ironic when it isn’t. I’ve run into it a few times this week, and thusly, must commence my rant… Continue reading »

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Seuss Slam video!

Well, I survived my first public reading! Small crowd (which was good and not scary!) and a willing audience made for a real fun event. So grateful people came out got silly and bought into the whole enterprise – it couldn’t have worked without everybody else taking part.

The moral of this story: Seuss is irresistibly fun, no matter how old you are!

There are some things I learned from this that I can take into other endeavours to get people taking part, being silly, and letting their creative juices flow. But all in all the event definitely exceeded expectations – YAY!

For those of you far away – or otherwise engaged – the whole thing was captured on video and up on youtube. Hazards of the modern era: any time you do something weird in public it’s captured on the internet for all eternity – fortunately this one captured a good hair day.

Thanks again for everybody’s support – online and in real life.

Oh, and feel free to add to the Seuss Sohbet if the video inspires you.

 

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Sohbet – Seuss Slam!

Weird and exciting news. Accompanied by Bryan McLean on guitar I’m going to be reading Dr Seuss books at the People’s Poetry Festival this weekend.

Seuss Slam
Saturday August 20
In front of the Plaza Theatre
1133 Kensington Rd. NW
2:00pm – 3:00pm

It’s going to be Very Silly and have some audience participation elements – so if you can come out and help show people how to be silly (sadly we often forget!) I’d really appreciate the support! Plus this is my first poetry reading ever – so would be great to see some familiar faces in the crowd.

Now to get things started (the Seussing and the Silly-ing) a Seuss styled silly poem (please add your own!):

Michael Mass was flatulent
His bum said things he hadn’t meant.
And once from school he had been sent
’cause a blast so fast
his pants
had rent.

Michael Mass was full of gas,
this often made him glum.
But to his friends, his gas: a blast,
and thought him lots of fun!

The lesson here, my little dears,
(if you’ll listen close with both your ears)
those things about you you most detest,
may be the thing folks like the best.

So take the lead from gassy Mike
your least liking likers…
learn also to like.

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