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Rockin’ Argo

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On January 1, 2002

In Songs

Rockin’ Argo
by Robert Wynne
Music: “Rockin’ Robin” (Bobby Day (by way of Tom Smith))
© 2002

When we pulled into Argo for some R and R
We set out to investigate each joint and bar
We thought we’d enjoy their hospitality
But found it wasnt geared for spacers such as we

Banned from Argo
Banned from Argo
Oh, Banned from Argo, they don’t want us at that port anymore…

(Bridge) Our brave captain’s dating methods were complex
Each partner was of a different world and sex
When the shore police came, we took our chance
Beamed him back aboard but we lost his pants

Our chief engineer was a champion sot
He outdrank the whole bar and that’s a lot
Our navigator finished up in second place
And parked his shuttle in the strangest place

Banned from Argo
Banned from Argo
Oh, Banned from Argo, they don’t want us at that port anymore…

(Bridge)
Our first officer was drugged by something green
And taught the bridge computer how to be obscene
The nurse went shopping in the potion mart
And came home naked with a cheerful heart

The doctor caused a riot and he went to jail
But we got him back aboard without a cent of bail
Our helmsmen went ashore with some odd plant life
And got tangled up with the gov’ners wife

Banned from Argo
Banned from Argo
Oh, Banned from Argo, they don’t want us at that port anymore…

(Bridge)
Oh a group of pirates came to do the town
but nobody noticed that they were around
When they came into the bar where we were that night
They took one look and ran away in fright

Our crew works hard and we’re Starfleets best
But we tend to leave a trail when we stop to rest
We’re sorry for the damage we did, you can bet
But now at least we’re sure that they won’t forget!

Banned from Argo
Banned from Argo
Oh, Banned from Argo, they don’t want us at that port anymore…

Normal filkers just write parodies to the tune of “Banned From Argo” Not me. I have to rewrite Argo to some other tune. This one was inspired by a challenge in rec.music.filk. Honestly, I think I did it better the first time

Plains of Nebraska

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On January 1, 2002

In Songs

Plains of Nebraska
Words and Music by Robert Wynne
© 2002

Midwestern skies
Wind blows soft across the grassy land
Long winter nights
Moonlight shining down upon you
like a lantern in the fog

And can you hear it?
A lonely distant echo
Can you feel it?
The chill deep within your bones
Can you see it?
How the land can roll forever
‘Till it almost seems to fall into the sky?

There is truth you will find
in the strangest of places
in the unfamiliar faces
in an unsuspecting mind
There is truth there to see
You only have to ask a
man on the plains of Nebraska
and his words will set you free.

Do you recall
Why you wandered far away from home?
And have you found it
The solitary wisdom that comes
softly in the night?

Just remember
What you seek is more than home
Don’t forget now
The owl’s quiet cry
Heed the calling
For it may pass you just this once
And having passed you never come again

There is truth you will find
in the strangest of places
in the unfamiliar faces
in an unsuspecting mind
There is truth there to see
You only have to ask a
man on the plains of Nebraska
and his words will set you free.

Dawn is breaking
Light spills out across the cold dark sky
And you discover
A peace you’ve never known before
A quiet inner light

So you pack up
Leave the ground the way you found it
On your shoulders
Everything you’ve ever owned
And you look back
For a moment, just forever,
Then turn away and walk against the wind

There is truth you will find
in the strangest of places
in the unfamiliar faces
in an unsuspecting mind
There is truth there to see
You only have to ask a
man on the plains of Nebraska
and his words will set you free.

I wrote the chorus for this song a while back, and it sat in my ideas folder for a long time, because I really liked it, but I wasn’t sure what it was about. While looking through the various contents of that folder, i came across it and suddenly knew what the rest of the song was about.

This is a song about self-discovery and the search for meaning and purpose in life. All of us eventually go on this journey in one way or another, and what we find along the way shapes us in subtle ways we don’t always immediately recognize.

Finally…

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On December 27, 2001

In Blog

I had expected to get them done the week before Christmas Day, but work conspired to keep me from doing anything useful that wasn’t….well, work. But today I put the final stamp on the final holiday card and they’re ready to drop in the mail.

Go me!

This seems a small thing, but it’s all part of my recovering myself. Every year, I said “We should do holiday cards.” And every year, they wouldn’t be done. I’m a poor correspondant anyway, as a rule, unless it’s via e-mail, and even then I’m prone to lapse when life gets busy. I should really follow Thoreau’s advice and “Simplify, simplify.” But I digress….

Anyway, out on my own with only myself to blame if things don’t get done, I resolved that i WAS going to get cards in the mail to all the people who are important to me, or at least all the people who are important to me that I have postal addresses for. And here’s a stack of them, ready to go in the postbox.

Every day, higher and higher.

Bad Gift Ideas

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On December 25, 2001

In Blog

I got this link from my friend Charis. Thanks!

http://www.accessatlanta.com/ajc/living/1225badgifts.html

So I went to see LOTR…

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On December 24, 2001

In Blog

telynor and I went up to the Mall of Georgia’s IMAX theatre to see Lord of the Rings. As I expected, I have a lot of mixed feelings about the results.

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The untold history…

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On December 22, 2001

In Blog

I have no idea who wrote this, but it was sent to me on a mailing list, and a web search failed to come up with an author. Whoever out there is responsible, good job!

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Why I love “Get Fuzzy”…

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On December 22, 2001

In Blog


http://www.comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/index.html

Hee. 🙂

For L…..

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On December 19, 2001

In Blog

A Sonnet of the Moon
by Charles Best

Look how the pale queen of the silent night
Doth cause the ocean to attend upon her,
And he, as long as she is in his sight,
With her full tide is ready her to honor.

But when the silver wagon of the moon
Is mounted up so high he cannot follow,
The sea calls home his crystal waves to moan,
And with low ebb doth manifest his sorrow.

So you that are the sovereign of my heart
Have all my joys attending on your will;
My joys low-ebbing when you do depart,
When you return their tide my heart doth fill.

So as you come and as you do depart,
Joys ebb and flow within my tender heart.

Fumbling towards adulthood

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On December 15, 2001

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There’ve been times that I felt I really haven’t ever grown up. Taken the final step into real grownupness.

I’ve had a real job (defined as a career-oriented job) for almost 6 years, and had another one for 2 years before that. But for some reason, it never quite felt like I’d really gone out and firmly established myself as an independent. I felt sometimes like a kid who was still playing at being an adult, but not really there.

Part of the whole process of separating from my 12 year relationship with Kim has been trying to find the equilibrium I’ve never quite managed to find, despite being out on my own. I was forced to grow up very fast and become responsible back when I was forced into being the sole provider for not just myself but also another person, but I also always felt like any day someone would come and tell everyone that I was faking it and take me away or something. Weird, isn’t it?

So anyway, I’m out on my own. I’m responsible for my own happiness. I’m responsible for my own financial situation. I’m pretty much responsible for me, and only me. It’s a nice feeling. I can honestly say I’ve not felt this happy and free in quite a long time.

So today, I went and bought a car.

I was surprised at how much car I could get and stay under my budget. My credit is pretty devastated, and one of the reasons I wanted to get a car loan (if possible) was to have a chance to re-establish myself and get out of this “poor credit/no-credit” hole I’d dug into for the last several years. Steve took me to Carmax, and a very nice salesman went through my financials, showed me what my payment would be on a very nice 1998 Ford Taurus with only 27k miles on it. I took it for a drive, and then we signed a lot of papers and he gave me keys and told me I could take it home. It’s mine. (Well, it’s Wells Fargo’s, but the papers say it’s mine). My payment is just under what I said I didn’t want to pay more than, and I think that I can meet the budget as long as I stay disciplined the way I’ve been for the last month and stay firmly on top of all my cash in and out. I can do this.

For the first time in my life, I have a car payment. I feel like an adult. It feels good.

Click on this.

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On December 1, 2001

In Blog

No, really. You deserve it. Type your name in, and enjoy…

http://www.cse.unsw.edu.au/~geoffo/humour/flattery.html

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