<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314</id><updated>2011-07-30T17:54:20.203Z</updated><category term='facebook.com'/><category term='Rope'/><category term='child'/><category term='bath'/><category term='hayfever'/><category term='Barack'/><category term='Sick'/><category term='The Wild'/><category term='Rumpelstiltskin'/><category term='Nora Jones'/><category term='smoke'/><category term='puppet The Little Girl Giant Sultans Elephant'/><category term='ligaments'/><category term='death'/><category term='knee injury'/><category term='Bicycle'/><category term='America'/><category term='coursework'/><category term='gokarting'/><category term='Sunday'/><category term='Rain'/><category term='Angels'/><category term='soul'/><category term='Fit'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='mum'/><category term='poetry wordery virus flu'/><category term='mother'/><category term='football'/><category term='anastacia'/><category term='owain'/><category term='friend'/><category term='President'/><category term='sister'/><category term='To Hell and Back'/><category term='dance'/><category term='jamaica'/><category term='King'/><category term='Phil Collins'/><category term='Swim'/><category term='SMS'/><category term='lung cancer'/><category term='speed'/><category term='dance poem beautiful lying-to-myself'/><category term='walk'/><category term='soap'/><category term='Black'/><category term='Spiderman 3'/><category term='go-karting'/><category term='tendons'/><category term='nigeria'/><category term='innocent'/><category term='broken hand'/><category term='Sarcha'/><category term='419'/><category term='dream'/><category term='kid'/><category term='Lisa'/><category term='bebo'/><category term='fight'/><category term='nephew'/><category term='fighter'/><category term='Teresa'/><category term='terminal'/><category term='Whispering'/><category term='love happiness football sun'/><category term='kandi'/><category term='Injury'/><category term='queen'/><category term='acting'/><category term='Stroke'/><category term='Sad Claire Love Angst'/><category term='model'/><category term='Wind'/><category term='scam'/><category term='chess'/><category term='love'/><category term='park'/><category term='hospital'/><title type='text'>The Lament of Lisa - One year on.  Happy Birthday Lisa.</title><subtitle type='html'>Love of a beautiful soul.  Longing for her touch. Pain &amp; dealing with it. Talking without words. Misunderstandings - or just unable to believe the possibility of disinterest and the magnitude. The bodies talk but the brains interfere with guilt &amp; fear. Instincts are clear one of us is willing to follow through.  1 year on and while I orbit her her gaze is elsewhere.  Can't escape - head wants to, heart can't.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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SONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WHEN YOU PICK UP AN INSTRUMENT AND COMPOSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WHEN YOU START TYPING AND CANNOT STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WHEN THE KNOTS GET TIGHTER AND TIGHTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WHEN THE NEED TO EXPLODE IS OVERWHELMING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WHEN YOU WALK AND WALK AND WALK AND WALK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WHEN YOU EAT AND EAT AND EAT AND EAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WHEN YOU CYCLE AND CYCLE AND CYCLE AND CYCLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WHEN YOU CLIMB AND CLIMB AND EVEN THE TOP IS TOO SOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WHEN A SWIM IN THE RIVER OR THE OCEAN IS SELF EVIDENT AS THE POOL WILL NOT DO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-4558185589223478333?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/4558185589223478333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=4558185589223478333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/4558185589223478333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/4558185589223478333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-are-you-sad-enough-when-you-put.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-1695634551115033095</id><published>2008-11-16T21:35:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:06:20.219Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teresa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/SSCZKy-iHII/AAAAAAAAAEA/AM06ol27un8/s1600-h/love+elephants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/SSCZKy-iHII/AAAAAAAAAEA/AM06ol27un8/s200/love+elephants.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269379974785277058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;Teresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Rope - I pull, she pulls - signifies a relationship getting closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially she pulled.  Then she let go.  We play pool a few times and the distance seemed to get further.  At this point I decided to give up.  The party came and she gave a good tug and we went swimming.  Since then she's slowly letting the rope slip.  Only now, I'm hooked.  As she slips away she takes a part of my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pulling harder (maybe too hard - too frightening for her?).  My feelings are out and she knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says she has issues.  She looks at me though contact lenses coated with her past boyfriends and her father.&lt;br /&gt;It seems her father only sees the negatives in people.  I thing there is a danger that Teresa maybe doing this too.  Blinded by the perceived negatives you ignore the major positives.&lt;br /&gt;Positives like: How do they make you feel?  Are they touchy-feely?  Do they give you love?  Do they criticise you for being you?  Are they trying to change you?  Do they crowd you?  Do they want the same things as you (e.g. kids)?  Do they share the same tastes as you or most of them?  We both don't smoke (I hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One negative (from her point of view) is age - who knows what will happen tomorrow?  Live for today - enjoy whatever time we are given!  Better 1 day of love than 2 years of "what if".&lt;br /&gt;Another negative is she's listening to others - the other has a string of "failed relationships".  How does having a string of failures qualify you to give relationship advice?&lt;br /&gt;Another negative: My cold hands and feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But perhaps I'm deluding myself.  If someone is looking for negatives would that not imply that the spark of love is absent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me: She's part of every thought.  When I'm not busy she's in my plans.  A queue of "what ifs" parade through my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For her: Is it the same?  I suspect not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-1695634551115033095?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/1695634551115033095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=1695634551115033095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/1695634551115033095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/1695634551115033095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2008/11/teresa-rope-i-pull-she-pulls-signifies.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/SSCZKy-iHII/AAAAAAAAAEA/AM06ol27un8/s72-c/love+elephants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-5378491488163019179</id><published>2008-11-05T23:25:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:55:21.398Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='President'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;merica's First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Black President&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sneakerboxx.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/barack-obama-is-superman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 345px;" src="http://sneakerboxx.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/barack-obama-is-superman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredible!  I never thought I'd see the speed of change that has happened in my life time.  The things that seemed impossible whilst living through them have come to pass having past through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the great threat of the Soviet Union dissipate in a flow of traffic over the borders whilst the red army looked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the symbol of pain, the Berlin Wall, be broken up by the sheer anger and frustration of separated families.  I then went on to see total strangers hug and celebrate in the knowledge of 2 halves becoming ONE again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen Apartheid END after decades of sheer repression and Nelson Mandela become the President.  I then went on to see his incredible handling of the emotions, that could have torn the country apart, and allowed a process of healing by talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see America, with it's detailed and myriad formats of the history of racism and slavery, elect a black man for President.  Where once the hate in a white man meant, no matter the logic if the man is black he must be stopped from progressing, talking, voting, etc and must be kept down.  We had the situation where the same white man was forced to think:&lt;br /&gt;"The economy is bad, it's been handled by a republican. I can vote for a new republican with the same ideals or the alternative is...a black man.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mind you he's a black man who is talking sense, he's handling the crisis well, he's talking what I'm thinking&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children who have seen what has been happening to the planet have now grown up and been given the vote.  They've been introduced to politics by the medium they use every day - the PC, youtube, facebook, etc.  Where TV never had a chance of mobilising them, Barack's clever and 21st century analysis and utilisation of the new medium has energised the youth and silver surfers alike.  He's managed to convince them they do count and they've gotten out of their chairs, waited in queues and made their shout for change a fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This win for Obama has generated a euphoria and a feel good wave has spread across the new world, across the oceans and into all the lands of the world.  A changed America, one with common sense restored, people sense, could be the start of many possible and more harmonious conditions for the whole world: A more Green America, A black man in charge - how will that affect Al-Qaeda and their recruitment, An America with a greater appreciation for the term "limited resources".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future is bright...the future is Obama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-5378491488163019179?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/5378491488163019179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=5378491488163019179&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/5378491488163019179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/5378491488163019179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2008/11/mericas-first-black-president.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-1958041625302415024</id><published>2008-04-11T22:43:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-04-11T23:00:04.643Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.laconicsoftware.com/heart-on-fire-screensaver/heart-on-fire-screensaver-screenshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.laconicsoftware.com/heart-on-fire-screensaver/heart-on-fire-screensaver-screenshot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Some flames never die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been many changes.  Mum has passed on.  Her diagnosis was sudden and eventually was her death.  Mercifully her passing, taking 3 months, allowed family and friends to bid her goodbye.  She was so proud at the revelation she'd generated so much respect within a large group of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her funeral brought together 100 people.  There were 3 distinct sets of people.  There was family, there was her religious community and there was her medical community.  The intermingling allowed each to gather a little more of mum's sole into their memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully my family remains strong.  I hate dealing with all the paperwork that goes with someone dying and frankly I'm dealing with it poorly and slowly.  There seems to be very little time to do things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to play my sports...Wednesday, Saturday and Sunday.  I have my good days and put away a handful of goals.  I have my bad days when the ball refuses to obey my instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa did briefly enter my life and then I cut her off.  However, as my heading implied, she's never out of my thoughts.  She's trying for a modelling career and has posted some beautiful pictures.  She's expressed a hope for a career in a hotter climate.  Her sister joined her sometime last year.  Her sister seems to be more mature and appears to be enjoying her second stay in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for sleep.  I've got an early start tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically all these trials and tribulations are what make life...life.  I know that consciously but even though I appreciate life could be much much worse...I still wish for a little love and companionship..a little touchy feely comfort on a love level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-1958041625302415024?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/1958041625302415024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=1958041625302415024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/1958041625302415024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/1958041625302415024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-flames-never-die.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-2244961551832029045</id><published>2007-12-16T17:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:50.691Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lung cancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fighter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoke'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/R2gB7H4tyvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/IGzz-bFt22A/s1600-h/lungcancer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/R2gB7H4tyvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/IGzz-bFt22A/s320/lungcancer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145364689511631602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;TERMINAL LUNG CANCER   1        MUM    0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My Mum died.  She died in Hospital.  She spent almost 3 months there.  She was diagnosed with TERMINAL LUNG CANCER in October 2007.  The last 10 days of her life the cancer progressed from her left lung and started attacking her right lung.  Towards the end she was breathing deep and fast trying to get enough oxygen to feed her body's needs.  She was on the maximum oxygen setting, supplied through her mask.  The left lung collapsed 3 months prior and never regained function.  So for 3 months she fought to live using only 1 lung and hospital oxygen.  She surprised all the doctors with her tenacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony...she never smoked.  She was however a passive smoker...but less so over the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-2244961551832029045?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/2244961551832029045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=2244961551832029045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/2244961551832029045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/2244961551832029045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/12/terminal-lung-cancer-1-mum-0-my-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/R2gB7H4tyvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/IGzz-bFt22A/s72-c/lungcancer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-8965878694749001096</id><published>2007-10-11T23:19:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-10-11T23:43:21.822Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lung cancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terminal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mother has just been diagnosed with TERMINAL LUNG CANCER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deterioration was sudden - all in the space of a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had been visiting the doctor for chest pains and getting general treatments that were having no effect - e.g. antibiotics.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor took blood tests. Red cell count was fine. White cell count slight high - which you would expect if her body was fighting and infection.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she complained to me of no satisfaction I would tell her to see the doctor again and put on more clothing as it's getting colder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the doctor booked her for an x-ray at the nearby hospital. At this stage she had a mild cough but was still able to walk, talk and carry out general duties.&lt;em&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That sentence just brought back a vision of her trudging off to the shops with her trolley and returning with it laden and her expressing how tired she was getting these days - to me I was helping her keep fit and active.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However she went away with my sister for a week.  The woman who returned was a sick person.  She was coughing and weak.  She had her x-ray.  They found a small shadow in her chest x-ray and booked her for a bronchioscopy the following week.  &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was suprised they let her leave the hospital - she looked so week.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She went off with my sister.  But she got worse within 2 days and my sister returned her and we called an ambulance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been just over a week.  They've run all the tests - including CRT scan, bronchioscopy, blood tests, sample tests, xrays.  She's had litres of fluid - rangeing from blood soak to yellow - draining from her one lung on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the doctor told my sister that my mum had TERMINAL LUNG CANCER.  It is spreading from one lung to the other, has infecting the liver and surrounding parts.  She has weeks/months to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least she has lasted long enough to see grand children.  J1, the eldest, cried (before he knew the diagnosis) when he left her bed side on his first visit.  He's seen his other Nan and Great Nan suffer with Throat Cancer and Alzhiemers and respectively - they are still alive.  Mum has outlived all her 4 sisters but not her elder brother.  She's brought her children to a safe place, seen them educated and into work and raising grand children.  She's seen her grandchildren become good humans who express love and affection to each other and to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news of her imminent death did not phase her.  She is more worried about the nature of the rest of her life.  She does not want to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the chessboard of the Gods - a Queen is about to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-8965878694749001096?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/8965878694749001096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=8965878694749001096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/8965878694749001096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/8965878694749001096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-mother-has-just-been-diagnosed-with.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-6341205570012095832</id><published>2007-08-26T17:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:50.860Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamaica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken hand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RtHDAH6pvWI/AAAAAAAAACs/Fm-WAYt9S10/s1600-h/sick+kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RtHDAH6pvWI/AAAAAAAAACs/Fm-WAYt9S10/s320/sick+kid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103074259679952226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I last wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the 7year old nephew, J3, broke his hand.  Here is what I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 3 nephews are here, having spent the night.  The 10 year old nephew (J2)had to attend football practice at 2pm.  So All 3 kids and the 2 kids (K1, K2)from Next door and I cycled to the football field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We we got there, the kids mother was waiting and decided to take the 12year (J1) old and the 7 year old off to her mums.  So that left the 10year old and the 2 kids from next door and me.  We had fun. I videoed J2 playing football and the K1, K2 playing.  We rolled about on the hill, did kart wheels, handstands and numerous dances.  Then the kids had a go at videoing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home had some food and was astounded to see the kid's mum arriving as I looked out the window.  This was when she told me J3 is in hospital with broken hand.  He apparently was racing down a hill and fell off the bike and bent his hand backwards.  This resulted in a dislocated bone and numerous lacerations of the hand.  Luckily his  head appears to have avoided injury.  He was in the park with his eldest brother J3.  J3 says J1 was screaming at the time of the injury.  He got no help from any adults in the park.  He eventually managed to calm down J1 enough for them to negotiate their way home to their grandmothers.  Grandma called their mother who then drove the kids to the hospital.  J3 is to have a general anesthetic tomorrow and the doctors will then fix the bones of the hand back in the correct position and place a plaster cast on his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile my sister is on holiday in Jamaica.  She is fortunate that Hurricane DEAN missed her island.  She and her child are enjoying the sun while the local mosquitoes  are enjoying them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I last played football about 3 weeks ago but found the injury to the waist kept getting worse the more i played.  So I have decided to wait until I feel no pain before planting my feet on the football pitch.  However doing handstands, cart wheels, jumping over walls, lifting kids up, swinging them around, rolling down hills, is not going to help my cause.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-6341205570012095832?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/6341205570012095832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=6341205570012095832&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/6341205570012095832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/6341205570012095832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-been-while-since-i-last-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RtHDAH6pvWI/AAAAAAAAACs/Fm-WAYt9S10/s72-c/sick+kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-1708209779193173454</id><published>2007-06-21T22:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-06-21T22:28:33.441Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;More Celebs - Caught un-maked-up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See what you think...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://zabava.ultrapc.cz/hvezdy/Billie%20Piper.jpg" alt="" align="" height="300" hspace="10" vspace="10" width="350" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Billy Piper: New Doctor who? - but much better with all the slap on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://zabava.ultrapc.cz/hvezdy/Calista%20Flockhart.jpg" alt="" align="" height="300" hspace="10" vspace="10" width="350" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Calista Flockhart - A little bit of sun makes such a difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://zabava.ultrapc.cz/hvezdy/Cameron%20Diaz.jpg" alt="" align="" height="300" hspace="10" vspace="10" width="350" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cameron Diaz:  Spot the Difference :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://zabava.ultrapc.cz/hvezdy/Emma%20Bunton.jpg" alt="" align="" height="300" hspace="10" vspace="10" width="350" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Emma Bunton: Oh My - So now you know the future!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://zabava.ultrapc.cz/hvezdy/Naomi%20Campbell.jpg" alt="" align="" height="300" hspace="10" vspace="10" width="350" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Naomi Campbell: In one she looks like she's spent a night with Hugh Grant ;)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://zabava.ultrapc.cz/hvezdy/Sharon%20Osbourne.jpg" alt="" align="" height="300" hspace="10" vspace="10" width="350" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sharon Osbourne: Pre-Panto Training perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-1708209779193173454?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/1708209779193173454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=1708209779193173454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/1708209779193173454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/1708209779193173454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/06/more-celebs-caught-un-maked-up-see-what.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-1871952663027212325</id><published>2007-06-19T19:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:51.028Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Injury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tendons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ligaments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stroke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rng4w8Ze24I/AAAAAAAAACk/mKcguY-uiK8/s1600-h/ForrestGump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rng4w8Ze24I/AAAAAAAAACk/mKcguY-uiK8/s200/ForrestGump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077870993358117762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Life is like a box of chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, 2 weeks after my latest injury, I decided to venture onto the football pitch.  For 20 minutes I played.  Most of the injuries responded well.  However one group of tendons refused to cooperate.  The tendons in question exist on the left side at the juncture of the waist and left thigh (on the front and side).  The result was that I could not chase a ball at full speed, turning anti clockwise was uncomfortable.  After 20 minute I decide to sit it out.  But for some stupid reason, after 20minutes, when Dan asked the simple question, "Are you playing?" I decided I would.  I actually felt a little better.  Within 5 minutes I got the ball, I made a run toward the opposite goal.  My team mates were all covered.  My only option was a shot at goal, I wound up my left leg and let loose.  The ball flew weakly into the goalkeepers arms.  I couldn't care less, I was crouching holding my left leg as the agony of torn ligaments hit home and the realisation that I would be out for possibly months - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I could not play on. I limped off the pitch.  The group of ligaments, luckily, are such that they do not interfere with cycling.&lt;br /&gt;I cycled to a nearby chemist where a kind security guard allowed me to leave my bike inside the store.  I purchased a can of freeze spray, found a little lane and spray liberally over the injured area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cycled into town, intending to head for home.  The main street was buzzing with people and I enjoyed staying on my bike and cycling through them.  I only jumped off when E, an ex-Saturday_footy_player, tapped me on the shoulder and we got talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there we are - E,me and my bike.  Like a couple of boulders with a river of bodies flowing around us.  Suddenly from out of the river I receive a tap.  Over 1 year later - it is "the other" Lisa.  She was looking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GOOOOOOOOD&lt;/span&gt;.  She had trendy sunglasses, her usual happy teeth exposed in an enormous grin.  She's given up on teaching and returned to her earlier career - law.  She's enjoying it as it's a different branch.  We talked - now a boulder of 3 and the river flowing forever regardless of obstacles.  I talked but with shock still in my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emailed her and she's emailed back.  I emailed again to see if she's still shacked up with her man of then.  I've even hinted at getting out my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;courter's&lt;/span&gt; clothing :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been posting pictures of the football lads on a website and giving them public access.  Lisa, she of the above title, belongs to this website but protects her photos behind a layer of friendship - i.e. only her friends can see her photos.  She's always done this for as long as I've been aware of her existence.  Now, this month, she's gone public.  Her latest activities are visible to the world.  Coincidence, maybe.  Her latest visitor from home also is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;publicist&lt;/span&gt; - so perhaps she's infected Lisa.  Or lastly, perhaps on a subconscious level, I am still a factor?  I am not holding my breath - but nothing to lose (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss, who had the stroke 5 weeks ago, is still in hospital.  He's more comfortable with his condition.  He's unlikely to be coming back to work.  Sometimes he says confusing phrases, he says he experiences uncontrolled movements from the afflicted side - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think, like a self repairing computer, this is his brain trying out different pathways, seeing the results and storing them for later usage.  THE BRAIN AND BODY ARE SO AMAZING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nephews and their friends will be happy with my latest phase of injuries.  It means weekends for them are more fun.  Hell, the Satuday before the injury (10 June), I took them to a park and dispite my injuries climbed up a 10ft/300m wall and pulled them up - of course they promptly wanted to get back down :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-1871952663027212325?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/1871952663027212325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=1871952663027212325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/1871952663027212325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/1871952663027212325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/06/life-is-like-box-of-chocolates-last.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rng4w8Ze24I/AAAAAAAAACk/mKcguY-uiK8/s72-c/ForrestGump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-4658283507763203827</id><published>2007-06-09T10:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-06-19T19:25:54.088Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have to say that when I came across these pictures they really made me feel better!   See - we could all look gorgeous with the right clothes, make-up, lighting....... etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See what you think...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.glitzblog.com/images/alicia%20silverstone.jpg" alt="" align="" height="300" hspace="10" vspace="10" width="350" /&gt;Alicia Silverstone: Not bad - but much better with all the slap on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.glitzblog.com/images/brittney.jpg" alt="" align="" height="300" hspace="10" vspace="10" width="350" /&gt; Hmmmm Brittney really needs make-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.glitzblog.com/images/charlize%20theron.jpg" alt="" align="" height="300" hspace="10" vspace="10" width="350" /&gt;Charlize Theron:  There is a God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.glitzblog.com/images/lisa%20kudrow.jpg" alt="" align="" height="300" hspace="10" vspace="10" width="350" /&gt;Lisa Kudrow: Oh My!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.glitzblog.com/images/melanie%20griffith.jpg" alt="" align="" height="300" hspace="10" vspace="10" width="350" /&gt; Melanie Griffith: Is this the same person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.glitzblog.com/images/rachel%20hunter.jpg" alt="" align="" height="300" hspace="10" vspace="10" width="350" /&gt; Rachel Hunter: Quick someone get her a brush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.glitzblog.com/images/renee%20zelwegger.jpg" alt="" align="" height="300" hspace="10" vspace="10" width="350" /&gt; Renee Zelwegger: Proves the case for good lighting and make-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that's brightened up your day a bit - it has mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: http://www.glitzblog.com/glitzblog/glitzblog.php/2006/01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-4658283507763203827?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/4658283507763203827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=4658283507763203827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/4658283507763203827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/4658283507763203827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/06/celebs-without-makeup-have-to-say-that.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-7301281701349937834</id><published>2007-06-03T23:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:51.183Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Injury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiderman 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wild'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stroke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Hell and Back'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RmNT878be0I/AAAAAAAAACc/84d87Q_3pmc/s1600-h/hip-region.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RmNT878be0I/AAAAAAAAACc/84d87Q_3pmc/s320/hip-region.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071989911697718082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Another Injury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Damn, another injury, a new one.  This time it's the front of the left leg (the upper leg).  I got it chasing down a ball.  We were only 15minutes into the game.  I and 2 others raced to get to the ball.  I got there first only to hear the sound of a tear in my upper left leg.  I was unable to carry on playing.  Probably a combination of pushing REAAAAAAALy hard and not having warmed up enough for the kind of power I called upon.  This all happened on the Saturday game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shame is that in the past few weeks I've really been getting on top of my game.  Just last Thursday I was the top scorer.  We played "1st to 10".  I scored 6.  There were 8 players in each team.  I wasn't just goal hanging either.  I was up and down that pitch.  I saved more than I scored.  We were playing with small goals.  We didn't have a keeper.  The other team though, did have a bloke who just sat in their goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work. The Friday before the last one I left work as did all my colleagues without a care in the world.  On Tuesday, my boss failed to arrive.  Later we discovered he was in hospital.  On Wednesday we found out the extent of his fate.  He has suffered a stroke.  He has lost movement down one side and his speech is severely affected.  From being the busiest man in the company he now sits in a hospital bed.  His brain as razor sharp as ever but the frustration is immense in not being able to communicate, at his razor speed, to any individual.  It is very hard to understand what he is saying as he has to speak from the corner of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nephews came down. An emergency.  Their mother had suffered some kind of fit and was admitted to hospital too.  The kids were not there to see the fit so never really showed any affects through the weekend.  They had a great time.  They spent most of the day with the next door kids.  They spent less than 10minutes on the computer.  Most of their games were the best kind - using their imaginations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Films watched this since last entry: Spiderman 3, The Wild, To Hell and Back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activities attempted since last entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a Beginners Salsa.  There were more women than men. I dance with lots of ladies - some really pretty ones too.  But none of them generated the magic.  I left pretty soon after the end of the training.  The venue was crowded and again it was difficult to hear the tutor or see him.  The basic steps I got, eventually.  The turn I found more difficult.  It was not helped by the "grippiness" of my shoes.  An now the leg injury puts pay to a quick return to the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with the work mates to a pub.  We ended up playing the evening on a pool table.      It was great fun.  It's also nice not having to endure the bloody smokers.  There was plenty of laughter and funny moments.  There was also the usual depression and boredom of those who descend into "their drunk alter-egos".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-7301281701349937834?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/7301281701349937834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=7301281701349937834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/7301281701349937834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/7301281701349937834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-injury-damn-another-injury-new.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RmNT878be0I/AAAAAAAAACc/84d87Q_3pmc/s72-c/hip-region.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-4275661053112782708</id><published>2007-05-14T22:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-14T22:57:24.174Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='419'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nigeria'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Received a "stranger" invite to "Facebook.com".  So I googled "Facebook.com".  It appears to be a well known scam-site source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this youtube ABC video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0e-pPfITts"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0e-pPfITts" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-4275661053112782708?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/4275661053112782708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=4275661053112782708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/4275661053112782708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/4275661053112782708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/05/received-stranger-invite-to-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-8621061099561399998</id><published>2007-05-13T21:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:51.318Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumpelstiltskin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go-karting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gokarting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nephew'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;My Nephew arrives, Go Kart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RkeMZEvPKKI/AAAAAAAAACU/8ECO1GNgzXI/s1600-h/kart+racing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RkeMZEvPKKI/AAAAAAAAACU/8ECO1GNgzXI/s320/kart+racing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064170668397897890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Saturday Night and a surprise package is awaiting at my front door.  Its J3, the 7 year old.  He's here to spend the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:120;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We play for a while - well beyond his normal bedtime.  Then he convinces me to read him a book.  He opts for Rumpelstiltskin.  He loved it - the voices I put on, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;exaggeration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning he gets up early (while I snore away).  But he wakes me up to fix the DVD player.  He wants to watch Willy Wonky 2005.  I put the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DVD player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; together (its new) and leave him watching the movie - promising to get up at 10.20am.&lt;br /&gt;10.20am did not take long to arrive - but i did feel refreshed (an hour's lack of sleep can make a huge difference to the rest of the day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had breakfast.  We mooched.  Eventually I fished out a games pack and, to my surprise, he wanted to play chess.  So I set up the pieces and he shocked me by his initial moves (they were good).  I was fearing losing at his initial moves.  But luckily he went on to make some mistakes - but he showed incredible understanding with every move he made.  It took me 1hr+ to finally grind he pieces down to just a wandering KING and a further 25 minutes to pin the king down in a checkmate.  Then he said, again to my shock, "Lets play again".  We didn't.  We had lunch and then his mother turned up to take him home (3pm) - where did the time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 5pm, my brother rings.  He and his pal are going GO-KART racing and invite me.  "Yes", says I.&lt;br /&gt;We opted for 40minutes at the track costing each of us 30units of cash - expensive.  But we had fun.  Only 3 of us on the race track.  First few laps we were neck and neck.  Then one of the others had a bump and the flags came out.  Thence we were spread for about 15minutes.  For those 15minutes I wondered if the other 2 had left the track.  At the 20minute mark, I caught up to his mate and then spend 7minutes trying to overtake him.  Suddenly my brother was at my back.  Unlike me, he decided to bump into me, causing me to bump into his mate.  My bro races off first, me second and his mate third.  For the next 4minutes I'm on my brother's tale, close.  Eventually he makes a mistake under the pressure and I overtake.  Luckily throughout the whole race I had no major mistakes.  His mate had a couple of accidents requiring the marshals on the track.  My bro had car failure (a flat tyre).  I had fastest average time and fastest average speed 68kph(42mph).  My bro had average 64kph(40mph) and his mate had 62kph(39mph).  However my bro had fastest lap, beating my fastest by 0.09seconds.  We were 2 seconds short of the all time fastest lap on the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 40 minutes the palms of my hands were aching, my inner thighs were aching, my soles were protesting too, my shoulders were tight and telling me they had been well used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed about the session verging on hysterics at the comic moves we'd all made, the accidents and the circumstances, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adrenaline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and the need for speed.  We compared times and stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On getting home and as the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adrenaline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:120;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; seeped away, a tiredness started creeping through me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day and a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-8621061099561399998?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/8621061099561399998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/8621061099561399998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-nephew-arrives-go-kart-special.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RkeMZEvPKKI/AAAAAAAAACU/8ECO1GNgzXI/s72-c/kart+racing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-357076109168753619</id><published>2007-05-12T09:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:51.461Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RkWJVUvPKII/AAAAAAAAACE/92_JD9U49As/s1600-h/friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RkWJVUvPKII/AAAAAAAAACE/92_JD9U49As/s320/friendship.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063604355485083778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is a Friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not have ever seen  me&lt;br /&gt;But you know that I am here.&lt;br /&gt;You can feel me in your heart&lt;br /&gt;As you  enter each new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always be there for you&lt;br /&gt;I am your  friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone to share the good times&lt;br /&gt;As well as the bad.&lt;br /&gt;I make  no judgments by what you say&lt;br /&gt;I just listen with my heart and&lt;br /&gt;Hope to be of  help in anyway I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be there for you now and forever&lt;br /&gt;And  always please remember&lt;br /&gt;I am your  friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E9K9zn6lvck"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E9K9zn6lvck" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemon Tree - The Beatles&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True  Friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friendship isn't seen with the eyes, it is  felt with the heart.&lt;br /&gt;When there is trust, understanding, loyalty, and  sharing.&lt;br /&gt;True friendship is a rare feeling, but when it is found&lt;br /&gt;It has  profound impact on our well-being, strength, and character.&lt;br /&gt;True friendship  does not need elaborate gifts&lt;br /&gt;Or spectacular events in order to be valuable  or valued.&lt;br /&gt;To ensure long-lasting quality and satisfaction,&lt;br /&gt;True  friendship only needs a few key ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;Undying loyalty, unmatched  understanding, unsurpassed trust,&lt;br /&gt;Deep and soulful secrets, and endless  sharing.&lt;br /&gt;These ingredients, mixed with personality and a sense of  humor,&lt;br /&gt;Can make a friendship last a lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;This is just a thank you, my  friend, for all the wonderful and colorful&lt;br /&gt;Special ingredients You've brought  to my life!&lt;br /&gt;Pass this on to such a friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Author  Unknown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always  Remember Poem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember to forget&lt;br /&gt;The things that  made you sad&lt;br /&gt;But never forget to remember&lt;br /&gt;The things that made you  glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember to forget&lt;br /&gt;The friends that proved untrue.&lt;br /&gt;But  don't forget to remember&lt;br /&gt;Those that have stuck by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember  to forget&lt;br /&gt;The troubles that have passed away.&lt;br /&gt;But never forget to  remember&lt;br /&gt;The blessings that come each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Author  Unknown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Be Here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot ease your aching heart,&lt;br /&gt;Nor take your pain away;&lt;br /&gt;But let  me stay and take your hand&lt;br /&gt;And walk with you today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll listen when  you need to talk,&lt;br /&gt;I'll wipe away your tears;&lt;br /&gt;I'll share your worries when  they come,&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you face your fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here and I will stand by  you,&lt;br /&gt;On each hill you have to climb;&lt;br /&gt;So take my hand, let's face the  world...&lt;br /&gt;And live just one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone, for I'm  still here,&lt;br /&gt;I'll go that extra mile;&lt;br /&gt;And when your grief is  easier,&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you learn to smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Author  Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Friend Who Just Stands By&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When troubles come your soul to try,&lt;br /&gt;You love the friend who just  stands by.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps there's nothing she can do,&lt;br /&gt;The thing is  strictly up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For there are troubles all your own,&lt;br /&gt;And paths the soul must tread alone.&lt;br /&gt;Times when love can't smooth the  road,&lt;br /&gt;Nor friendship lift the heavy load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just to feel  you have a friend,&lt;br /&gt;Who will stand by until the end.&lt;br /&gt;Whose  sympathy through all endures,&lt;br /&gt;Whose warm handclasp is always  yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It helps somehow to pull you through,&lt;br /&gt;Although  there's nothing she can do.&lt;br /&gt;And so with fervent heart we cry,&lt;br /&gt;God Bless the friend who just stands by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this onto all such  friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Author Unknown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Is A  Friend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend is  somebody&lt;br /&gt;Who knows you and likes you&lt;br /&gt;Exactly the way that you  are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who's special&lt;br /&gt;And so close in thought&lt;br /&gt;That no distance  can ever seem far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend understands you&lt;br /&gt;Without any words,&lt;br /&gt;Stands by you&lt;br /&gt;When nothing goes right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And willingly talks&lt;br /&gt;Over  problems with you&lt;br /&gt;Till they somehow&lt;br /&gt;Just vanish from sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  whether you're neighbors&lt;br /&gt;Or live miles apart,&lt;br /&gt;A word from a friend gives  a lift&lt;br /&gt;To your heart  and spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That shows  you once more&lt;br /&gt;Why  friendship is life's dearest gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Author Unknown   &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too True, Too  Often&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Too often we don't  realize&lt;br /&gt;What we have until it is gone&lt;br /&gt;Too often we wait too late to  say&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry - I was wrong." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sometimes it seems we  hurt the ones&lt;br /&gt;We hold dearest to our hearts&lt;br /&gt;And we allow foolish things&lt;br /&gt;To tear our lives apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Far too many times we  let&lt;br /&gt;Unimportant things into our minds&lt;br /&gt;And then it's usually too late&lt;br /&gt;To  see what made us blind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So be sure that you  let people know&lt;br /&gt;How much they mean to you&lt;br /&gt;Take that time to say the  words&lt;br /&gt;Before your time is through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Be sure that you  appreciate&lt;br /&gt;Everything you've got&lt;br /&gt;And be thankful for the little  things&lt;br /&gt;in life that mean a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Author  Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: http://www.indianchild.com/inspirational_friendship_poems.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-357076109168753619?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/357076109168753619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=357076109168753619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/357076109168753619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/357076109168753619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-is-friend-you-may-not-have-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RkWJVUvPKII/AAAAAAAAACE/92_JD9U49As/s72-c/friendship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-1811839326348881681</id><published>2007-05-11T12:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-11T12:26:55.307Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nora Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarcha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whispering'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to put up the NORA JONES/ Moby version of "Whispering Wind", but I can't find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I put this one up.  It's interesting too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lqeaeloro0Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lqeaeloro0Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; Whispering wind by Sarcha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-1811839326348881681?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/1811839326348881681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=1811839326348881681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/1811839326348881681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/1811839326348881681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-wanted-to-put-up-nora-jones-moby.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-4038548809260746372</id><published>2007-05-11T01:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:51.590Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anastacia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kandi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RkPJ30vPKGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/mxLBfI9n-UY/s1600-h/long+time+no+see.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RkPJ30vPKGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/mxLBfI9n-UY/s200/long+time+no+see.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063112366981326946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Somethings, you just don't get over.  :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Ladies and Gents here are some tunes for you to enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aYRgtOQtoMY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aYRgtOQtoMY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kandi-Don't Think I'm Not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7tjctCHh2nU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7tjctCHh2nU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anastacia - I'm outta love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;I WAS BORN TO DANCE and DANCE and DANCE :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-4038548809260746372?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/4038548809260746372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=4038548809260746372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/4038548809260746372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/4038548809260746372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/05/somethings-you-just-dont-get-over.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RkPJ30vPKGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/mxLBfI9n-UY/s72-c/long+time+no+see.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-4314761855423808944</id><published>2007-05-07T23:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-11T01:37:04.263Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knee injury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='owain'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well the knee held up.  I played footy on Saturday and I played on Sunday too.  Damn if I didn't play out of my skin on both days.  I scored both days and made more goals for other players.  I chased lost causes and came out with the ball.  I even outran stalwart racehorses.  Man I even took one of the best players on the field (though I need an accidental handball for it to come off) - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Soz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Owain&lt;/span&gt; :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the only affliction bothering me now is this damned bronchial infection.  I'm on my second course of antibiotics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some major deadlines heading my way for the college course.  Have taken off some days off to try and get the work...um...started :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I take this moment to thank GOD for the fantastic weather we've been having these past weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; PEACE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-4314761855423808944?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/4314761855423808944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=4314761855423808944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/4314761855423808944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/4314761855423808944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/05/well-knee-held-up.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-2778751162088088634</id><published>2007-04-27T22:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:51.714Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RjJ3dkvPKFI/AAAAAAAAABs/nqw4fCrFD7A/s1600-h/sick+woman.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058236681452202066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RjJ3dkvPKFI/AAAAAAAAABs/nqw4fCrFD7A/s200/sick+woman.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Last Link Severed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa has cut the last "friendship" connection. She also cut off some of her new "dodgy" friends. So it appears that she places me in their category :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also put up her latest pic. She looks very slender. She also looks sickly. Something about her eyes suggests she's not well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knee is healing. I don't think I'm ready for footy tomorrow. I hope to be ready for Wednesday. Tomorrow I'll probably end up cutting grass and hedge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, Goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-2778751162088088634?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/2778751162088088634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=2778751162088088634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/2778751162088088634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/2778751162088088634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-link-severed-lisa-has-cut-last.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RjJ3dkvPKFI/AAAAAAAAABs/nqw4fCrFD7A/s72-c/sick+woman.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-5325047640452658336</id><published>2007-04-26T23:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:16:56.341Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phil Collins'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;This one's for Lisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AGAINST ALL ODDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-OiV_5kEt6A" width="283" height="233" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4yQt850Y3jE" width="283" height="233" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil Collins&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;___________________&lt;/span&gt;Mariah Carey/Westlife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-5325047640452658336?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/5325047640452658336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=5325047640452658336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/5325047640452658336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/5325047640452658336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-ones-for-lisa.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-8317054799476798184</id><published>2007-04-23T21:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-23T21:15:58.449Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ronan Keating - When you say nothing at all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we vibrate through life occassionally we harmonise and good feelings are generated. This tune is currently in tune with my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AuJrEBtmM1Q" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-8317054799476798184?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/8317054799476798184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=8317054799476798184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/8317054799476798184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/8317054799476798184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/04/ronan-keating-when-you-say-nothing-at.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-820143200230489156</id><published>2007-04-22T21:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:51.849Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knee injury'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Ri0oNaDK_2I/AAAAAAAAABk/5OnRkAhOrJw/s1600-h/gruppo27gp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056742167402970978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Ri0oNaDK_2I/AAAAAAAAABk/5OnRkAhOrJw/s200/gruppo27gp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Another glorious day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's game of football was not as enjoyable. The team I was playing with did not play as a team. They were looking for luck. I was still playing well but not getting many touches of the ball. The surface we chose to play on was very uneven - there were shallow potholes in places. I was running from end to end - this aspect I enjoyed as it makes me feel alive. However, I encountered one of the potholes and landed awkwardly. My right knee felt unwell. I could walk but could not generate push from it. I tried a spell in goal but let 2 goals in. I decided to retire. Hopefully it is justs a bruised tendon due to the awkward landing and having to re-adjust - time will tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cycling is possible in low gears. Stairs are tricky going down. I've iced it, compressed it, elevated it and rested it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still maybe for the deadlines I face in the near future - it maybe a necessary break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-820143200230489156?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/820143200230489156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=820143200230489156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/820143200230489156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/820143200230489156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-glorious-day.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Ri0oNaDK_2I/AAAAAAAAABk/5OnRkAhOrJw/s72-c/gruppo27gp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-8797855692823112008</id><published>2007-04-21T21:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:52.038Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love happiness football sun'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Ri0l16DK_1I/AAAAAAAAABc/Lla19IrSQpY/s1600-h/Impossible_Love_by_SelinaFenech.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056739564652789586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Ri0l16DK_1I/AAAAAAAAABc/Lla19IrSQpY/s320/Impossible_Love_by_SelinaFenech.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Impossible Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun shone gloriously. I did lots of paperwork during the morning and rewarded myself with serious football in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a really good game. My touches came off, I scored a couple of goals, saved a lot, prevented players, was full of running. But best of all, the game was played in excellent spirits. There were no arguments - despite the beaming sun. Some long lost faces turned up [we call them SUMMER PLAYERS :) ]. There were smiles on all faces and we laughed gloriously at the gaffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For instance one of our players was having a mare of a day. He missed an open goal from inches away. When he was in goal, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;powerkicked&lt;/span&gt; the ball. I was facing away from him. His kick hit my arm and rebounded past him and into the open goal mouth. He gave another goal away when he tried to do his tricks while defending - failed, gave the ball away and the opponents gratefully scored. But we all enjoyed the irony, the day, the moment, the sun, our good health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I played for 2hr 30min. I'm still on antibiotics - due to complete on Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past 2 weeks another nephew has joined my family tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is your own happiness worth the good health of the family. When I used to read of people giving their souls and happiness for the good of the family, or friends, it used to make romantic sense. Living it is another thing. But ask me if I would and despite the pain and anguish I could not change my mind. I love those kids and my unhappiness is still a small price, logically if not emotionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some loves are hard, if not impossible, to forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-8797855692823112008?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/8797855692823112008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=8797855692823112008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/8797855692823112008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/8797855692823112008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/04/impossible-love-sun-shone-gloriously.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Ri0l16DK_1I/AAAAAAAAABc/Lla19IrSQpY/s72-c/Impossible_Love_by_SelinaFenech.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-6008884080491737648</id><published>2007-04-14T10:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-14T11:01:51.326Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppet The Little Girl Giant Sultans Elephant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This caught my eye - I had to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qBXr15K2uSc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viral attack slowly being defeated.  Only the dead, coated soldiers being cleared, slowly by the winds of breath.  The lungs infested by a web of sticky coated strands of repulsiveness.  I wish I could stick a candy stick down my bronchi and with applied spin drag all sticky death out and straight into the bin.  But TIME for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ceremonial&lt;/span&gt; death , it seems, is part of the viral contract for surrender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the sun shines.  If it were an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Olympic&lt;/span&gt; sport then the sun outside my house would win.  Over my head hangs umpteen assignments with imminent deadlines - and i am typing a blog.  OK.  I'm out.  See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-6008884080491737648?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/6008884080491737648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=6008884080491737648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/6008884080491737648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/6008884080491737648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-caught-my-eye-i-had-to-share.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-2809264756028288747</id><published>2007-04-11T23:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:52.241Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry wordery virus flu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rh2PMI_nN4I/AAAAAAAAABU/YCp6keoWLeQ/s1600-h/avianflu.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052351795715061634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rh2PMI_nN4I/AAAAAAAAABU/YCp6keoWLeQ/s320/avianflu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:120%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viral Attack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost a week now and the little flu blighters are still aggressive. They are attacking my head, nose, mouth, lungs, airtube, stomach and arse. Been unable to attend work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came across some ancient attempts by myself at wordery (cos it ain't poetry), when it's online I shall dump the paper version:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The tree...it fell in the wind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wind...was oh so wild&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wild...is the way of man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man...whom not God could control&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone...feared by all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The animals...too stupid, they die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Death...So oft misrepresented&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Servant for those who come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Road is strewn with flowers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The tears of a nation that mourns&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sun is the only thing smiling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps it knows where she's gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The procession is immaculately attired&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The silver burnished like chrome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The disabled are certainly able&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;to fulfil a role that is their own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The air is a hotbed of emotion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A rain forest of people &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cause...t&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;he only sound to be heard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;_________ &lt;/em&gt;Obviously a Diana moment _________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sun, whose daughter is the wind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whose father, long since dead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a picque of uncontrollable rage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;did commit suicide having witnessed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;the last child die - killed by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;her own children.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The children playing with the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;life force of their grandparent!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wind blows hot as again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;history comes full circle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another child stumbles forward&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;is touched by the wind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stumbles no more, falls, and dies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wind whistles silently through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;unrecognisable unnatural structures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It makes no sound&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For nothing is left to hear it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sun, whose daughter is the wind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;begins to mourn the death of it's mother&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elsewhere, life trys again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another father watchs anxiously.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-2809264756028288747?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/2809264756028288747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=2809264756028288747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/2809264756028288747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/2809264756028288747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/04/viral-attack.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rh2PMI_nN4I/AAAAAAAAABU/YCp6keoWLeQ/s72-c/avianflu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-7457239063935730827</id><published>2007-04-05T08:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:52.449Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049866276323759186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RhS6n3uAlFI/AAAAAAAAABM/GL1mIzgNRQM/s200/lback.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I actually dreamt.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt I was walking with Lisa. We were talking coherently and like pals as we ambled down a pavement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dream: It was a chance meeting, there were no others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: blah blah blah...until you got angry and stopped all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;comms&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lisa: Yes, blah blah blah, you needed me TOO much.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, blah blah blah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;end&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird how talking can be so coherent but writing/reading is impossible in dreamworld - I guess talk is "old brain" and writing/reading "new brain".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Football&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So far I have played:&lt;br /&gt;Passing with 2 others on Wed 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full game on Sat 31st&lt;br /&gt;Full game on Sun 1st&lt;br /&gt;Full game yesterday, Wed 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The R hamstring still feels tight.&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that came to light about this past year of injuries is: Sometime last Fall I started taking showers after footy and stopped taking baths. Baths, I now believe allow the muscles to soak in warm water and this massages the muscles. I now believe that a shower is not as effective. So in hopes my theory is correct I am soaking in a bath after every footy session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bike is hanging together. I will buy a new one soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-7457239063935730827?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/7457239063935730827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=7457239063935730827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/7457239063935730827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/7457239063935730827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/04/dreams-last-night-i-actually-dreamt.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RhS6n3uAlFI/AAAAAAAAABM/GL1mIzgNRQM/s72-c/lback.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-5058863004839846641</id><published>2007-04-01T01:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-05T08:45:49.776Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mariah&lt;/span&gt; Carey _ Without You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rHKzBAF-4O4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyrics: &lt;a href="http://lirama.net/song/39642"&gt;http://lirama.net/song/39642&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am back on the football pitch. I scored a goal and made a few more. Am in pain (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aching&lt;/span&gt; muscles). About to go to sleep. I even managed to do some course work - but plenty more left to do and deadlines approaching.&lt;br /&gt;Had a drink in a pub with some of the work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;colleagues&lt;/span&gt;. None stayed long enough for a night club. I ventured into one night club (around 11pm) but it was empty, apart from staff, so i wandered back out.&lt;br /&gt;Cycle is in real need of a service and repair. I buckled the back wheel, the front wheel has a slow puncture and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pedal&lt;/span&gt; still keeps coming off. I am torn between buying a new bike (same model), buying a different (2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; hand) model, and repairing the current bike. It all depends on the cost.&lt;br /&gt;Torn between applying for new jobs with greater pay and keeping current job with course in mind. I also like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;colleagues&lt;/span&gt;. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt; may prove mute as the contracts may well dictate my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;future&lt;/span&gt; anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-5058863004839846641?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/5058863004839846641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=5058863004839846641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/5058863004839846641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/5058863004839846641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/04/mariah-carey-without-you-lyrics.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-3959122471851791432</id><published>2007-03-25T19:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:52.746Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance poem beautiful lying-to-myself'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another beautiful day. I woke up late and did a mixture of course work and play. I didn't get out until 7.30pm. Then I did a quick 15mile cycle at full pelt. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RgbMfr1bQ5I/AAAAAAAAABE/k83UaDNs2q4/s1600-h/164112cyg057wt9p[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045945277230039954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RgbMfr1bQ5I/AAAAAAAAABE/k83UaDNs2q4/s200/164112cyg057wt9p%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across an interesting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gif&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of trying the routine out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The flame of ardour is low&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The flame of shame is high&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The road to desire is mined&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All packages are returned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All communication is closed or concealed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then closed too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Confusion is the evil genius,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with it's claws tight around my every thought and deed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-3959122471851791432?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/3959122471851791432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=3959122471851791432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/3959122471851791432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/3959122471851791432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-beautiful-day.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RgbMfr1bQ5I/AAAAAAAAABE/k83UaDNs2q4/s72-c/164112cyg057wt9p%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-1506650413166745511</id><published>2007-03-24T16:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T16:28:48.207Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Back to Music - Always finds a way to our soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ur1ThoHCgx8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics: Mary Wells - My Guy : http://lirama.net/song/18443&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-1506650413166745511?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/1506650413166745511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=1506650413166745511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/1506650413166745511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/1506650413166745511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-to-music-always-finds-way-to-our.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-7006597272648019557</id><published>2007-03-21T17:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-21T17:48:43.771Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Last Day of Hols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been checking out some websites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one with good music and a sexy lady: Natalia Estrada:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iil2lMwTsW8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iil2lMwTsW8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it while it's unblocked :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-7006597272648019557?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/7006597272648019557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=7006597272648019557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/7006597272648019557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/7006597272648019557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/03/last-day-of-hols-ive-been-checking-out.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-4263993841333419186</id><published>2007-03-19T19:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:53.304Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bebo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='innocent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rf7kFqYuhuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Idp9uqCvU70/s1600-h/heart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043719418630014690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rf7kFqYuhuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Idp9uqCvU70/s200/heart1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Superwoman...Faster than a speeding typist!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within less than a day. The following has happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lisa has been online.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am no longer a "friend" on her online account.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I still have no access to her online account.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She has added 2 additional friends to her online account. That makes total 2.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what do u make of that? 99% probability that she's reading this. 1% coincidence :). I'm a betting man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HI LISA :)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rf7i-qYuhrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TGhWjzyaBoQ/s1600-h/how+r+u+lisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rf7jeqYuhsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UB16CdBGHq8/s1600-h/how+r+u+lisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043718748615116482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rf7jeqYuhsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UB16CdBGHq8/s200/how+r+u+lisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rf7i-qYuhrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TGhWjzyaBoQ/s1600-h/how+r+u+lisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Long time no contact. Questions I have are many :) (Yoda style)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;How are you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What effect do I have on you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you feel any emotion regarding me?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you remember me?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do I scare you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do I annoy you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Surely you agree, with your training: &lt;strong&gt;It is better to deal with a situation than to ignore it and hope it goes away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why did you panic, last year, when I showed concern, by knocking on your door, having failed to hear from you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is it me? Is it your history with man/men? Is it both?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why did you email me with your address?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why did you/your sister initiate BEBO contact and then stop?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LET ME KNOW THE FACTS and I'll act accordingly. Don't ignore the situation. Just let me know how you feel.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is added irony. You actually like the "real" me. The twist is worthy of an Aussie Soap.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking about the polite, all thumbs, guy around you when I was still trying to gain your trust. You are not the innocent you portray either. We just never got a change to show each other our true selves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-4263993841333419186?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/4263993841333419186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=4263993841333419186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/4263993841333419186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/4263993841333419186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/03/superwoman.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rf7kFqYuhuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Idp9uqCvU70/s72-c/heart1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-7098343126537519990</id><published>2007-03-18T23:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:53.439Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bicycle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rf57EG3xrsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmNYVNBgSr4/s1600-h/Angel.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043603943195782850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rf57EG3xrsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmNYVNBgSr4/s200/Angel.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Angels Disguised as Mummies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a great line. Kudos and admiration to you Lisa for coming up with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. This weekend I had the newphew J3 - age 7. He came over Saturday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;evening&lt;/span&gt;. Lisa, coincidentally was babysitting too. She however has placed my user in her "BLOCKED USER" section - &lt;em&gt;I keep getting kicked in the balls and I keep smiling (more like inane grin). &lt;/em&gt;The irony is that I am still listed as "friend" under her account - the only friend. &lt;em&gt;It's little nuggets such as this that fuel my paranoia/faith/dream/passion/devotion/craving/crush/infatuation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent her a couple of anonymous texts, a couple of jokes. She liked them and replied. The first reply was to ask who i was, the second reply was to call me "another mobile quack quack". I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; her before, using the same mobile and told her who I am. She presumably just deleted it and decided not to store the number. I've since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; a few more jokes but now I seem to have found another medium by which she can ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;I even tried good old fashioned writing a few months back :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Methods of Contact&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;So I've tried: Writing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt;, emailing, blogging, messaging, phoning, calling, knocking, praying. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If you have any methods I haven't tried let me know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was like a camping adventure. J3 and I eventually got outside on our bikes only to have the elements turn on us. We set out with the sun shining. J3's mother had not thought to bring a coat and I couldn't get in contact with her. So we set out in fleeces. As soon as we got to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BMX&lt;/span&gt; ramps the heavens opened and liquid H2O &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;descended&lt;/span&gt;. Luckily J3 knew exactly where to shelter. I began to roll video, intending to show how tough the footy boys were, as they refused to shelter, in the onslaught of the rain. However, as I turned to them, it was to see a mass exodus of the field and the entire footy squad heading to our shelter spot. The shower only lasted 10minutes (if that). However it was enough to turn the ramps slippery and unusable. The sun had disappeared behind clouds, dark clouds. Without the direct rays of the sun on our bodies, it turned cold quickly. J3 wanted 1 race around the cycle track - it was a decision he would regret. By the end of the lap his hands, and mine were chilled. His fleece was cold and so was he. I fished out my gloves for J3 and we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully its a taste of the fun to be had this summer. Summers with the kids are less fun when one is fully employed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the nephews J1 and J2 popped in later with their mother. My brother and his girlfriend also popped in with their lil child C1 too. He's about 2years old and my glasses were reminded of the power and fascination 2's have with them. So Sunday afternoon and evening were fun too. Socialising :). Lots of pictures and video taken - only thing, as usual, I'm behind the camera :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-7098343126537519990?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/7098343126537519990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=7098343126537519990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/7098343126537519990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/7098343126537519990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/03/angels-disguised-as-mummies-its-great.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/Rf57EG3xrsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmNYVNBgSr4/s72-c/Angel.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-2915555064198813089</id><published>2007-03-09T19:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:53.545Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coursework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayfever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RfG2eJGMBuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UAxm7X9yL44/s1600-h/bogart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040010086958499554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RfG2eJGMBuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UAxm7X9yL44/s200/bogart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Here's Looking...for...you kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am at the end of my first week off from work. I went to work on Monday. I had Tuesday morning off but then attended college in the afternoon - only to find the first lecturer had called in sick. So using the democratic process most (I hope) of the class decided to head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent Wednesday reading up in preparation for a 2500 word assignment due in on Friday. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;labourious&lt;/span&gt; as most of the reading is pure theory and is other peoples ideas. I would read and then play on the computer (urban terror - can't seem to get tired of it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then did 1300 words on Thursday and completed the work by Friday 4.30pm. I then cycled into town and dropped the work off at the Uni. I cycled through the pedestrian zone in the centre of town narrowly avoiding people - avoiding only because it's the law :). I am obviously hoping to see Lisa and keep expecting Divine Intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On arriving back home I found myself continually sneezing. It was only when my nephew showed up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hay fever&lt;/span&gt; symptoms that I realized that I too am afflicted. It might also explain the lethargy and headaches that have been my bane for the past month. In fact I kept putting off the coursework because I felt so lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went Go-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Karting&lt;/span&gt; last week. It was great fun. One of the guys ended up with 3 broken ribs. I didn't win - I kept taking the sharp bends too fast and kept coming to a complete stop. The Go-karts had poor acceleration. Next time, hopefully there will be a next time, I shall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;endeavour&lt;/span&gt; to maintain my inertia and rely on the kart's speed. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Karting&lt;/span&gt; is fun but expensive too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Injuries continue to hound me. I am in my second week of a hamstring pull (right leg). This was caused by my failing to warm up. My left side torso muscle is still refusing to heal. None of these aches stop me cycling but the hamstring stops me playing football. I suspect a possible contributory factor may be the saddle on my bike - it tends to dig in to the hamstring in question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-2915555064198813089?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/2915555064198813089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=2915555064198813089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/2915555064198813089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/2915555064198813089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/03/heres-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSvP60491EY/RfG2eJGMBuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UAxm7X9yL44/s72-c/bogart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-9141682100658963188</id><published>2007-01-28T20:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:15:43.597Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Played football yesterday.  Left ankle twisted, but after 3minutes rest, I was able to carry on.  I got a few knocks and my L waist muscle is not fully healed ( My L waist muscle caused me to stop playing early last Sunday - 21Jan07.  It just happened - no sudden turn, no knock).  I played the full game yesterday 27Jan07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My L waist muscle caused me to pull out early again today (at 4pm, we started at 2.30pm).  Hopefully a week of footy rest will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My L elbow still twinges. I warm up achilles and thighs before playing now. I warm down too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not heard anything from Lisa.  I still look for her when I'm in town.  Can't get the chick outta my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister is back in work.  She's increasing her hours slowly - from part time, to half days, to 3/4 days, etc.).  The lil guy keeps growing - so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All would seem to be well....seem :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-9141682100658963188?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/9141682100658963188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=9141682100658963188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/9141682100658963188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/9141682100658963188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/01/played-football-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-116874155829679067</id><published>2007-01-14T02:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-14T02:39:16.526Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6163/2218/1600/594486/wheel%20buckled.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6163/2218/320/228018/wheel%20buckled.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 in the same Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water lay everywhere along my path to work. I was only 1minute out of my house when I had my first accident. I was cycling along having narrowly missed a couple of people. I was speeding along, on my peddlebike, on a straight part of the path when suddenly my front wheel starts slipping. To my left are some large boulder which the the owners of the building have decide are suitable decorations. I try and control my skid so as to vear away from the boulders. Suddenly I am falling, I am now skidding along on my back and am still heading from the boulders. I am still holding onto the bike and the wheels are in the air. For some reason my only concert is to ensure the wheels do not impact the boulders. All is still. I have stopped skidding. I am on the floor and the bike is still between by legs with the wheels in the air. I have not hit the boulder. I get up, I seem ok. I check my bike - only the back mudguard seems to be affected. I adjust it. My right knee is sending signals of concern. I lift up my leg covers and find I am bleeding from my right knee - the skin is peeled away but it's not bad enough nor bleeding enough to stop me getting to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get back on my bike and continue my journey to work. Half way I encounter a bike heading the other way. The cyclist is looking down so I vear right to avoid him. He then looks up and veers in my direction. I apply brakes and he shouts out "NO BREAKS". We touch handlebar but stay on our respective bikes. We say our apologies and I cycle away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally the worst accident happened on my way home. I'd had some adreniline close shaves soon after leaving work but this just spurred me on to greater risks. I am speeding along on the pavement approaching a busy crossroad. The road crossing my path is full of cars left and right. A bus is approaching but I judge that if i speed up I can make it across the junction before it gets there. What I totally forgot/didn't account for is that it's 2 lanes of traffic going left and 2 lanes of traffic going right. As I get ahead of the bus I encounter a car crossing my path. My front wheel gets crushed, I end up on the left side of the bonnet. I watch as I somehow dismount my bike and watch the back wheel swing away from me heading, in a circle for the right-front side of the car (with the bike front wheel acting as a pivot). In my head I am saying "don't let the back wheel hit the car". Luckily I am OK. The bike front wheel is a gonner. The car appears OK. Some clip on panel has fallen off and is retrieved by the driver. He asks if I'm OK, He checks his car, He gives me words of advice. I am obviously wearing my usual grin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He says, "I could have killed you, don't laugh". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I say, "I am grinning because I am still alive". He gets back in his car and drives off. I head for home pushing my bike (balanced on the back wheel) home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-116874155829679067?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/116874155829679067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=116874155829679067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116874155829679067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116874155829679067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/01/3-in-same-day.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-116767694936418389</id><published>2007-01-01T18:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-01T18:56:48.120Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy New Year Welcome 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6163/2218/1600/502003/herbieridesagain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6163/2218/320/866073/herbieridesagain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6163/2218/1600/420644/herbieridesagain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotionally 2006 has been a nightmare of a year. Physically too, when I think about it - &lt;em&gt;I had almost forgotten the groin strain injuries, &lt;/em&gt;but I am physically fitter than this time last year and only yesterday scored 5 goals. But at least when it comes to close family and friends, touch wood, its been stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rang Lisa just before Xmas She didn 't remember me. She sounded like she was well into a bottle of wine. I asked if she 'd recieved the flowers I sent she had and thanked me. She 's going home, Portugal, for Xmas. I wished her the best and feeling her discomfort said bye and hung up. I was a little in shock at having been forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, in canada, sent me a HI5 invitation. I decided to resurrect my old account and informed HI5. They reactivated it and I invited my cousin to be a friend. &lt;strong&gt;I then discovered a friendship invitation, from Lisa, dated a OCT 2006 &lt;/strong&gt;. I acceded to her friendship request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed her over the Xmas period. I cycled past her house and saw windows open. So I knocked on the door. The landlord answered and told me "They " had gone back home. I am assuming the other person is Lisa 's sister but don 't know for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to live by the old adage "Carpe diem " and life is too short for nuroses. Everything to gain and the repurcussions can 't be as bad as the endless circles the thoughts keeps going around in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped her a card today, with my feelings let loose from my heart and put down in perpetuity on a single A 4. The A 4 contained within a Pink Card with various colour feltip pens used to further my cause. However, when I posted it through her letter box it landed on the floor. The problem lies in the fact that this is her outer door, leading to the back garden and has no roof. This means as soon as my card landed on her floor it started getting wet, as it is raining here and she has no roof between her inner door and outer door. Sometimes I think that life is a hollywood script.&lt;br /&gt;The thing with feelings is they are like animals in a cage. They go stir crazy when kept in captivity. So they gotta be let out. So sometimes you punch a bag, drive crazy, cycle crazy or run hard(but that is like bad surgery - like crying in the kids movie; Monsters inc). What I did today, i feel, is like keyhole surgery - applied straight to the point best suited for best results (like laughter in Monster Inc). Weird is the beast that is me :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow first blog post of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I am attending college, part time. Prior to the Xmas break, we all went out for a meal and a nightclub. One of the girls described my dancing as being with Patrick Swayze (brings a smile to my face each time). They even tried guessing my age (29 she said and that was before my dancing). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-116767694936418389?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/116767694936418389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=116767694936418389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116767694936418389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116767694936418389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-welcome-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-116276888510878757</id><published>2006-11-05T23:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-05T23:21:25.126Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday&lt;br /&gt;The kids finally watched Forrest Gump.  They loved the the first 1.5 hours but the latter part they started playing.  They casually listened to the music in order to look up for "special moments" and only wanted to know how it ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the afternoon they left with their mom for a game of bowls.  Since their mom is working now, she now uses the weekend to spend more quality time with them.  They spent a good deal of time with their dad last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;12.30pm I revived the dead bike (but it was not a pleasurable ride) and popped into work.  I did some necessary preparation and left at 2.30pm.  I cycled home and prepared to play football.  I got to the pitch at 4pm and played until 5pm.  The injured groin held up well.  There was no acute pain just the pain of long unused muscles.  The opposite team were good and score plenty of goals.  Our side kept calling for "last goal the winner" and the other side score a couple (but for some reason they didn't count). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get the ball, no players are coming towards me. I look up to see the goal is empty and player nearest to the goal would have to run fast to stop an attempted shot.  &lt;strong&gt;So I attempt a shot and GOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAL.  &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So technically we win - thanks to the age old tradition of "last goal the winner" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-116276888510878757?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/116276888510878757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=116276888510878757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116276888510878757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116276888510878757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/11/saturday-kids-finally-watched-forrest.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-116259808026937820</id><published>2006-11-03T23:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-04T00:06:44.003Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its now coming up to Midnight. The kids are finally asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day has been hectic. Teaching is hectic enough, but it's being made more difficult by the lack time for admin. I didn't leave until 6.45pm and still hadn't finished. But I was damned if I was going to let work superseed my time with my nephews. So I didn't finished all the damned admin shit. My brother picked me up, the kids were in the car with him. The kids were loud and excited. I joined in and slowly my first "work headache" (real not a technical term) started to ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids calmed down as soon as we got in. The 2 youngest (6.999, 9) calmed down on a settee each to "The Simpsons".  The eldest (11) chilled talking to his girlfriend on his mobile.  Around 8pm I gave them a choice of DVDs and they chose "CARS".  They enjoyed it and recalled all the funny moments (as they've seen it before umpteen times).  By the time it ended it was around 10pm and well past their usual bedtime.  As they got dressed for bed I quietly slipped on "FOREST GUMP" &lt;strong&gt;and THE KIDS WERE HOOKED.  HANKS' voice and way of speech enthralled them and the story (I only let them watch 16minutes - to just beyond the scene when FOREST, as a kid, begins to run) had them taking in every scene...until I stopped :).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Imagine Monday.  They go back to school and start doing FOREST impressions and soon all the kids start renting FOREST..wow.  The film is older than all the kids (1994), but the story is for every generation, forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-116259808026937820?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/116259808026937820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=116259808026937820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116259808026937820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116259808026937820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-now-coming-up-to-midnight.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-116087568950547420</id><published>2006-10-15T01:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:43:11.750Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:400;"&gt;Lisa, My Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:400;"&gt;I MISS YoU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 3 newphews were dropped down late last night. They watched a movie before bed (StormBreaker) It's a good movie - a kind of British Cody Banks. They fought tiredness to get to the end credits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we walked to the river (my bike has died - yeah the new one,chb d-seven, ebay reviews were good alas the bike was cheap, new and of crap quality, B1 took his bike to his Mom's house, the other 2 have a bike each here). The walk was pleasant. The river was high but a bank was present and accessible. So we journeyed down and found plenty of "skimming stones". B1 and B2 are practically experts now at throwing stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youngest, at 6, B3, is struggling to generate power to skim. It is weird the lil boy can climb most structures with ease but throwing is a skill yet to develop. It will come I have no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B1 has homework so after about 1 hour we journeyed home. I fed them and then let them do as they were wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I typed some stuff and then popped downstairs. The kids were watching a movie. I lay down on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;B3 got up and came to lie on my back. This is the way love should be. I loved it and he loved it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why is it easier for me to get the trust of a child than it is to capture the heart of an adult?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But soon their mum arrived and off they went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEXY EYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GyCPGGUa310" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UgSgHyKpnJM" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-116087568950547420?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/116087568950547420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=116087568950547420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116087568950547420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116087568950547420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/10/lisa-my-love-i-miss-you-my-3-newphews.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-116087541622215228</id><published>2006-10-13T23:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-15T01:23:37.710Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qjgiDnmHrnI" TARGET="_blank"&gt;It Don't Mean a Thing&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Eagles- One Of These Nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DHb9q9DBQWY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DHb9q9DBQWY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-116087541622215228?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/116087541622215228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=116087541622215228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116087541622215228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116087541622215228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-dont-mean-thing-eagles-one-of-these.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-116077798400720053</id><published>2006-10-12T23:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-15T00:31:52.753Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lloyd Cole &amp;amp; The Commotions - Brand New Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ExUQVjJGmB4" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00005B159002006/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_002_006/102-4745712-2328165"&gt;Y VIVA ESPANA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k_BjRKqHpfY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TMyodJ1JXVg" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fleetwood Mac-Family Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7-rQk4SbwYM" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyz II Men - In The Still Of The Night - Nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jUt9meY9otY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jUt9meY9otY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;object width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hPR9q6mGDQg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hPR9q6mGDQg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REM - Losing my Religion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ye2LoCaZKCY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMP GRANADA - Hello Modder, Hello Fadda :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pu1Cz5QTU3A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pu1Cz5QTU3A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nik Kershaw - I Won´t Let The Sun Go Down On Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zqqXMXpyAkE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zqqXMXpyAkE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under The Boardwalk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5pu5CveqYsE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5pu5CveqYsE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keane - The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IOnT5twophE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IOnT5twophE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showaddywaddy - Under The Moon Of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QDrvSyZhJpQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QDrvSyZhJpQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE OF LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Loc8bpczZPY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Loc8bpczZPY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locomotion (acapella)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lc_rq90pW7U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lc_rq90pW7U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D8z0Ayx1mgw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D8z0Ayx1mgw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="100" height="75"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fleetwood Mac - Family man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk down this road&lt;br /&gt;When the road gets rough&lt;br /&gt;I fall down&lt;br /&gt;I get up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am what I am...&lt;br /&gt;A family man&lt;br /&gt;I am what I am...&lt;br /&gt;A family man&lt;br /&gt;Mother... father... brother...&lt;br /&gt;Mother... father... brother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk down this road&lt;br /&gt;In the cool of the night&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what's wrong&lt;br /&gt;But I do know what's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am what I am...&lt;br /&gt;A family man&lt;br /&gt;I am what I am...&lt;br /&gt;A family man&lt;br /&gt;Mother... father... brother...&lt;br /&gt;Mother... father... brother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am what I am...&lt;br /&gt;A family man&lt;br /&gt;I am what I am...&lt;br /&gt;A family man&lt;br /&gt;Mother... father... brother...&lt;br /&gt;Mother... father... brother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nik Kershaw - I Won´t Let The Sun Go Down On Me&lt;br /&gt;forty winks in the lobby&lt;br /&gt;make mine a G&amp;T&lt;br /&gt;then to my favourite hobby&lt;br /&gt;searching for an enemy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here in your paper houses&lt;br /&gt;stretching for miles and miles&lt;br /&gt;old men in stripey trousers&lt;br /&gt;rule the world with plastic smiles &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good or bad, like it or not&lt;br /&gt;it's the only one we've got &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't let the sun go down on me&lt;br /&gt;i won't let the sun go down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother nature isn't in it&lt;br /&gt;three hundred million years&lt;br /&gt;goodbye in just a minute&lt;br /&gt;gone forever, no more tears &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinball man, power glutton&lt;br /&gt;vacuum inside his head&lt;br /&gt;forefinger on the button&lt;br /&gt;is he blue or is he red? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break your silence if you would&lt;br /&gt;before the sun goes down for good &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't let the sun go down on me&lt;br /&gt;i won't let the sun go down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-116077798400720053?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/116077798400720053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=116077798400720053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116077798400720053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116077798400720053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/10/lloyd-cole-commotions-brand-new-friend_12.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-116068436475486776</id><published>2006-10-11T23:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-12T22:05:41.776Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00005B159002006/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_002_006/102-4745712-2328165"&gt;Y VIVA ESPANA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k_BjRKqHpfY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TMyodJ1JXVg" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth, wind &amp; fire - September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ky-m9cX6N9s" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beats International - Dub be good to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HmOHOrgw_HQ" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Marie - Feels Like I'm In Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fh5hqMIlsN0" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra - Swing On A Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6N_CYzeUVCA" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth, Wind and Fire - After the love has gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DR4Ovy3LarE" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mywebpages.comcast.net/freewebman/war/ww2/great-escape.mp3"&gt;Wing Commander / Great Escape Theme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Earth, wind &amp;amp; fire - September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Love was changing the mind of pretenders&lt;br /&gt;While chasing the clouds away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts were ringing&lt;br /&gt;In the key that our souls were singing.&lt;br /&gt;As we danced in the night,&lt;br /&gt;Remember - how the stars stole the night away, yeah yeah yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey,&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya - say do you remember&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya - dancing in September&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya - never was a cloudy day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba duda, ba duda, ba duda, badu&lt;br /&gt;Ba duda, badu, ba duda, badu&lt;br /&gt;Ba duda, badu, ba duda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are with you&lt;br /&gt;Holding hands with your heart to see you&lt;br /&gt;Only blue talk and love,&lt;br /&gt;Remember - how we knew love was here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now December found the love that we shared in September.&lt;br /&gt;Only blue talk and love,&lt;br /&gt;Remember - the true love we share today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya - say do you remember&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya - dancing in September&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya - never was a cloudy day.......there was a&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya - say do you remember&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya - dancing in September&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya - golden dreams were shiny days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now our bell was ringing, aha&lt;br /&gt;Our souls were singing.&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember every cloudy day - yau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya - say do you remember&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya - dancing in September&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya - never was a cloudy day.......there was a&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya - say do you remember&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya - dancing in September&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya - golden dreams were shiny days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya de ya de ya&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya de ya de ya&lt;br /&gt;Ba de ya de ya de ya - De ya..... X2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra - Swinging on a star&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to swing on a star&lt;br /&gt;Carry moonbeams home in a jar&lt;br /&gt;And be better off than you are&lt;br /&gt;Or would you rather be a mule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mule is an animal with long funny ears&lt;br /&gt;Kicks up at anything he hears&lt;br /&gt;His back is brawny but his brain is weak&lt;br /&gt;He's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, if you hate to go to school&lt;br /&gt;You may grow up to be a mule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or would you like to swing on a star&lt;br /&gt;Carry moonbeams home in a jar&lt;br /&gt;And be better off than you are&lt;br /&gt;Or would you rather be a pig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pig is an animal with dirt on his face&lt;br /&gt;His shoes are a terrible disgrace&lt;br /&gt;He has no manners when he eats his food&lt;br /&gt;He's fat and lazy and extremely rude&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't care a feather or a fig&lt;br /&gt;You may grow up to be a pig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or would you like to swing on a star&lt;br /&gt;Carry moonbeams home in a jar&lt;br /&gt;And be better off than you are&lt;br /&gt;Or would you rather be a fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fish won't do anything, but swim in a brook&lt;br /&gt;He can't write his name or read a book&lt;br /&gt;To fool the people is his only thought&lt;br /&gt;And though he's slippery, he still gets caught&lt;br /&gt;But then if that sort of life is what you wish&lt;br /&gt;You may grow up to be a fish&lt;br /&gt;A new kind of jumped-up slippery fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the monkeys aren't in the zoo&lt;br /&gt;Every day you meet quite a few&lt;br /&gt;So you see it's all up to you&lt;br /&gt;You can be better than you are&lt;br /&gt;You could be swingin' on a star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth, Wind and Fire - After the love has gone&lt;br /&gt;For awhile, to love was all we could do&lt;br /&gt;We were young and we knew&lt;br /&gt;In our eyes were alive&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside we knew our love was true&lt;br /&gt;For awhile, we paid no mind to the past&lt;br /&gt;We knew love would last&lt;br /&gt;Every night, something right&lt;br /&gt;Would invite us to begin the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened along the way&lt;br /&gt;What used to be happy was sad&lt;br /&gt;Something happened along the way&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday was all we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, oh, after the love has gone&lt;br /&gt;How could you lead me on&lt;br /&gt;And not let me stay around?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, after the love has gone&lt;br /&gt;What used to be right is wrong&lt;br /&gt;Can love that's lost be found?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For awhile, to love each other with all&lt;br /&gt;We would ever need&lt;br /&gt;Love was strong for so long&lt;br /&gt;Never knew that what was&lt;br /&gt;Wrong, oh, baby, wasn't right&lt;br /&gt;We tried to find what we had&lt;br /&gt;Till sadness was all we shared&lt;br /&gt;We were scared&lt;br /&gt;This affair would lead our love into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened along the way&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was all we had&lt;br /&gt;Something happened along the way&lt;br /&gt;What used to be happy is sad&lt;br /&gt;Something happened along the way&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was all we had&lt;br /&gt;And, oh, after the love has gone&lt;br /&gt;How could you lead me on&lt;br /&gt;And not let me stay around?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, after the love has gone&lt;br /&gt;What used to be right is wrong&lt;br /&gt;Can love that's lost be found?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, after the love has gone&lt;br /&gt;What used to be right is wrong&lt;br /&gt;Can love that's lost be found?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-116068436475486776?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/116068436475486776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=116068436475486776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116068436475486776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116068436475486776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/10/y-viva-espana-earth-wind-fire.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-116059565097099480</id><published>2006-10-10T23:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-11T19:40:51.493Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Specials - A message to you Rudy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hvN6yQrZLJY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magic Moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EpOuf_zd6lI" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bZef00UIQgg" target="_blank"&gt;I got you Babe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-116059565097099480?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/116059565097099480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=116059565097099480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116059565097099480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116059565097099480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/10/specials-message-to-you-rudy-magic.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-116042551871134245</id><published>2006-10-09T19:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-09T20:28:04.630Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These days it seems to be about the songs...all about the songs. A paranoid man might think that the interrogation is going well. After all if there are secrets to be found where, but the subconscious, would they reside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mp3 player hasn't had a battery in it for over a month - so a true test of the flash memory me thinks :). I've let my mind roam about picking random songs off the ether. I've let my eyes take in the beauty of the people around me. I've just gone along for the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's hits include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quantum Jump - The Lone Ranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Barry Manilow - Copacabana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4XT_K9R2bEA" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Kinks - Come Dancing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.gweep.net/~jsheen/Out_Of_Time.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;An Interesting Link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/imEqamrlqtc" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantum Jump - The Lone Ranger&lt;br /&gt;Taumatawhakatangihangakoayauo-&lt;br /&gt;nukypokaiwhenuakitanatahu&lt;br /&gt;tamateaturipukakapikimaungahoro-&lt;br /&gt;Me Tonto Kimosabi&lt;br /&gt;Me go and catchee baddy&lt;br /&gt;Find him by the shady water&lt;br /&gt;Deep within Apache forest&lt;br /&gt;Real good friend to Kimosabi&lt;br /&gt;Find him scalp him eat him up for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;Save another silver bullet&lt;br /&gt;Hi ho Silver away&lt;br /&gt;Ride into tomorrow today&lt;br /&gt;But who was that masked man you say&lt;br /&gt;That was the Lone Ranger&lt;br /&gt;Fill up pipe of peace for Tonto&lt;br /&gt;Kimosabi friend and brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put his mask on back to fronto&lt;br /&gt;He smoke pipe of peace with Tonto&lt;br /&gt;Tonto fall about with laughter&lt;br /&gt;He a head our great white brother&lt;br /&gt;Even pass a tote to Silver&lt;br /&gt;Hi ho Silver away&lt;br /&gt;Mask man very untogether&lt;br /&gt;Ride into tomorrow today&lt;br /&gt;But who was that masked man you say&lt;br /&gt;That was the Lone Ranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tamateaturipukakapikimaungahoro-&lt;br /&gt;nukypokaiwhenuakitanatahu&lt;br /&gt;Taumatawhakatangihangakoayauo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever have a woman&lt;br /&gt;Tonto know that Kimosabi&lt;br /&gt;Tonto sometime stop and wonder&lt;br /&gt;What the trip with the great white brother&lt;br /&gt;Maybe masked man he a poofter&lt;br /&gt;Try it on with surly Tonto&lt;br /&gt;Hi ho Silver away&lt;br /&gt;Let me say to mister lawman&lt;br /&gt;Tonto doesn't mind&lt;br /&gt;Ride into tomorrow today&lt;br /&gt;But who was that masked man you say&lt;br /&gt;That was the Lone Ranger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-116042551871134245?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/116042551871134245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=116042551871134245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116042551871134245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116042551871134245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/10/these-days-it-seems-to-be-about-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-116059904380918277</id><published>2006-10-04T23:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-11T21:12:10.556Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lloyd Cole &amp; The Commotions - Brand New Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ExUQVjJGmB4" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thehighchaparral.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The High Chaparral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Messin about on the River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1lkETXp-a1U" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poison - Every Rose Has Its Thorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YiEpLI5exrU" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lloyd Cole &amp;amp; The Commotions - Brand New Friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Walking in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Walking with Jesus and Jane&lt;br /&gt;Jane was in her turtleneck&lt;br /&gt;I was much happier then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to ask you&lt;br /&gt;What would you do with yourself?&lt;br /&gt;If I were to tell you&lt;br /&gt;Would you just talk to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I asking oh for so much?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asking to be understood&lt;br /&gt;Am I asking oh for so much?&lt;br /&gt;I'm just looking for a brand new friend&lt;br /&gt;A brand new friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Walking with Jesus and Jane&lt;br /&gt;Jane was in her turtleneck&lt;br /&gt;I was much happier then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I asking oh for so much?&lt;br /&gt;You could do anything you wanted to&lt;br /&gt;Am I asking oh for so much?&lt;br /&gt;No, just something that I can hold down&lt;br /&gt;'Cos it's all downhill now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me count the times that we swore and lied that we'd&lt;br /&gt;Tie ourself to the railway line&lt;br /&gt;Let me count the times when of course we lied&lt;br /&gt;Well we knew no better, it was no crime&lt;br /&gt;Let me count the times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, well I don't know when I, when I'll be content&lt;br /&gt;But I do know I need a brand new friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Messing About On The River&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When the weather is fine you know it's the time&lt;br /&gt;For messin' about on the river&lt;br /&gt;If you take my advice there's nothing so nice&lt;br /&gt;As messin' about on the river&lt;br /&gt;There's big boats and wee boats and all kinds of craft&lt;br /&gt;Puffers and keel boats and some with no raft&lt;br /&gt;With the wind in your face there's no finer place&lt;br /&gt;Than messin' about on the river &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poison - Every Rose Has Its Thorn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We both lie silently still in the&lt;br /&gt;dead of the night&lt;br /&gt;Although we both lie close together&lt;br /&gt;We feel miles apart inside&lt;br /&gt;Was it somethin' I said or somethin' I did&lt;br /&gt;Did my words not come out right&lt;br /&gt;Tho' I tried not to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;Tho' I tried&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that's why they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS:]&lt;br /&gt;Every rose has its thorn&lt;br /&gt;Just like every night has it's dawn&lt;br /&gt;Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song&lt;br /&gt;Every rose has its thorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea it does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listen to your favorite song&lt;br /&gt;playin' on the radio&lt;br /&gt;Hear the DJ say love's a game of&lt;br /&gt;Easy come and easy go&lt;br /&gt;But I wonder does he know&lt;br /&gt;Has it ever felt like this&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you'd be here right now&lt;br /&gt;If I could have let you know somehow I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's been a while now&lt;br /&gt;I can still feel so much pain&lt;br /&gt;Like the knife that cuts you&lt;br /&gt;The wound heals, but the scar, that scar remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I could have saved our love that night&lt;br /&gt;If I'd known what to say&lt;br /&gt;Instead if making love&lt;br /&gt;We both made our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I hear you've found somebody new&lt;br /&gt;And that I never meant that much to you&lt;br /&gt;To hear that tears me up inside&lt;br /&gt;And to see you cuts me like a knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-116059904380918277?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/116059904380918277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=116059904380918277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116059904380918277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116059904380918277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/10/lloyd-cole-commotions-brand-new-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-116059627315417915</id><published>2006-10-03T23:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-11T20:22:49.296Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iPnn-r7ITAc" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Martha &amp; the muffins - Echo beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CyzsBqk8u1w" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Laura Branigan - Gloria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G77rd7qZzhA" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Is this the real life?&lt;br /&gt;Is this just fantasy?&lt;br /&gt;Caught in a landslide,&lt;br /&gt;No escape from reality.&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm easy come, easy go, Little high, little low,&lt;br /&gt;Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama just killed a man,&lt;br /&gt;Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead.&lt;br /&gt;Mama, life had just begun,&lt;br /&gt;But now I've gone and thrown it all away.&lt;br /&gt;Mama, ooh, Didn't mean to make you cry,&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too late, my time has come,&lt;br /&gt;Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Mama, ooh, I don't want to die,&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a little silhouetto of a man,&lt;br /&gt;Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango.&lt;br /&gt;Thunderbolt and light'ning, very, very fright'ning me.&lt;br /&gt;(Galileo.) Galileo. (Galileo.) Galileo, Galileo figaro&lt;br /&gt;Magnifico. I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me.&lt;br /&gt;He's just a poor boy from a poor family,&lt;br /&gt;Spare him his life from this monstrosity.&lt;br /&gt;Easy come, easy go, will you let me go.&lt;br /&gt;Bismillah! No, we will not let you go.&lt;br /&gt;(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.&lt;br /&gt;(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.&lt;br /&gt;(Let me go.) Will not let you go.&lt;br /&gt;(Let me go.) Will not let you go. (Let me go.) Ah.&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no, no, no, no, no.&lt;br /&gt;(Oh mama mia, mama mia.) Mama mia, let me go.&lt;br /&gt;Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye.&lt;br /&gt;So you think you can love me and leave me to die.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby,&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really matters, Anyone can see,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really matters,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way the wind blows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Martha &amp;amp; the Muffins - Echo Beach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I know it's out of fashion&lt;br /&gt;And a trifle uncool&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help it&lt;br /&gt;I'm a romantic fool&lt;br /&gt;It's a habit of mine&lt;br /&gt;To watch the sun go down&lt;br /&gt;On Echo beach, I watch the sun go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From nine till five I have to spend my time at work&lt;br /&gt;The job is very boring, I'm an office clerk&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that helps pass the time away&lt;br /&gt;Is knowing I'll be back at Echo Beach some day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a silent summer evening&lt;br /&gt;The sky's alive with light&lt;br /&gt;Building in the distance&lt;br /&gt;Surrealistic sight&lt;br /&gt;On Echo Beach&lt;br /&gt;Waves make the only sound&lt;br /&gt;On Echo Beach&lt;br /&gt;There's not a soul around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From nine till five I have to spend my time at work&lt;br /&gt;The job is very boring, I'm an office clerk&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that helps pass the time away&lt;br /&gt;Is knowing I'll be back at Echo Beach some day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Echo Beach&lt;br /&gt;Far away in time&lt;br /&gt;Echo Beach&lt;br /&gt;Far away in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT AND FADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Laura Branigan - Gloria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gloria, you're always on the run now&lt;br /&gt;Running after somebody,&lt;br /&gt;you gotta get him somehow&lt;br /&gt;I think you've got to slow down&lt;br /&gt;before you start to blow it&lt;br /&gt;I think you're headed for a breakdown,&lt;br /&gt;so be careful not to show it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really don't remember,&lt;br /&gt;was it something that he said?&lt;br /&gt;Are the voices in your head calling, Gloria?&lt;br /&gt;Gloria, don't you think you're fallin'?&lt;br /&gt;If everybody wants you,&lt;br /&gt;why isn't anybody callin'?&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to answer&lt;br /&gt;Leave them hangin' on the line,&lt;br /&gt;oh-oh-oh, calling Gloria&lt;br /&gt;Gloria (Gloria),&lt;br /&gt;I think they got your number (Gloria)&lt;br /&gt;I think they got the alias (Gloria)&lt;br /&gt;that you've been living under (Gloria)&lt;br /&gt;But you really don't remember,&lt;br /&gt;was it something that they said?&lt;br /&gt;Are the voices in your head calling, Gloria?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha, Gloria,&lt;br /&gt;how's it gonna go down?&lt;br /&gt;Will you meet him on the main line,&lt;br /&gt;or will you catch him on the rebound?&lt;br /&gt;Will you marry for the money,&lt;br /&gt;take a lover in the afternoon?&lt;br /&gt;Feel your innocence slipping away,&lt;br /&gt;don't believe it's comin' back soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you really don't remember,&lt;br /&gt;was it something that he said?&lt;br /&gt;Are the voices in your head calling, Gloria?&lt;br /&gt;Gloria, don't you think you're fallin'?&lt;br /&gt;If everybody wants you,&lt;br /&gt;why isn't anybody callin'?&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to answer&lt;br /&gt;Leave them hangin' on the line,&lt;br /&gt;oh-oh-oh, calling Gloria&lt;br /&gt;Gloria (Gloria),&lt;br /&gt;I think they got your number (Gloria)&lt;br /&gt;I think they got the alias (Gloria)&lt;br /&gt;that you've been living under (Gloria)&lt;br /&gt;But you really don't remember,&lt;br /&gt;was it something that they said?&lt;br /&gt;Are the voices in your head calling, Gloria?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria)&lt;br /&gt;(Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria)&lt;br /&gt;[fade out]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-116059627315417915?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/116059627315417915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=116059627315417915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116059627315417915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the rest of the staff don't actually comment - how weird!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day (blogged on 09/10/2006, but a record of 25/9/2006) I only managed to note down 1 song - how weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm Not In Love - 10cc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LJPME4awdF8" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not in love, so don't forget it&lt;br /&gt;It's just a silly phase I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;And just because I call you up&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, don't think you've got it made&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love, no-no&lt;br /&gt;(It's because...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to see you, but then again&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean you mean that much to me&lt;br /&gt;So if I call you, don't make a fuss&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell your friends about the two of us&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love, no-no&lt;br /&gt;(It's because...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Be quiet, big boys don't cry)&lt;br /&gt;(Big boys don't cry)&lt;br /&gt;(Big boys don't cry)&lt;br /&gt;(Big boys don't cry)&lt;br /&gt;(Big boys don't cry)&lt;br /&gt;(Big boys don't cry)&lt;br /&gt;(Big boys don't cry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep your picture upon the wall&lt;br /&gt;It hides a nasty stain that's lyin' there&lt;br /&gt;So don't you ask me to give it back&lt;br /&gt;I know you know it doesn't mean that much to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love, no-no&lt;br /&gt;(It's because...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, you'll wait a long time for me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, you'll wait a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, you'll wait a long time for me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, you'll wait a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love, so don't forget it&lt;br /&gt;It's just a silly phase I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;And just because I call you up&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, don't think you've got it made, ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love, I'm not in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-116042182993152735?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/116042182993152735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=116042182993152735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116042182993152735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/116042182993152735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/09/more-songs-that-race-through-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-116035010145537903</id><published>2006-09-22T23:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T16:53:50.095Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Songs racing thru my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aerosmith - I Don't Want to Miss A Thing&lt;br /&gt;Hello Mama, Hello Papa&lt;br /&gt;The crew cuts - Sh - boom (Life could be a dream)&lt;br /&gt;Sound of music - Do-re-mi&lt;br /&gt;Camp Granada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0sbQ0hqH9ZU" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uTb-GpKcan4" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Camp Granada Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hello muddah, hello faddah&lt;br /&gt;Here I am at Camp Granada&lt;br /&gt;Camp is very entertaining&lt;br /&gt;And they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went hiking with Joe Spivy.&lt;br /&gt;He developed poison ivy.&lt;br /&gt;You remember Leonard Skinner&lt;br /&gt;He got ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the counselors hate the waiters&lt;br /&gt;And the lake has alligators&lt;br /&gt;And the head coach wants no sissies&lt;br /&gt;So he reads to us from something called Ulysses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't want this should scare ya&lt;br /&gt;But my bunkmate has malaria.&lt;br /&gt;You remember Jeffrey Hardy&lt;br /&gt;They're about to organize a searching party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me home, oh muddah, fadduh&lt;br /&gt;Take me home, I hate Granada!&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me out in the forest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I might get eaten by a bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me home, I promise I will not make noise,&lt;br /&gt;Or mes the house with other boys.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, please don't make me stay,&lt;br /&gt;I've been here one whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest fadduh, darling muddah,&lt;br /&gt;How's my precious little bruddah?&lt;br /&gt;Let me come home, if you miss me&lt;br /&gt;I would even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute, it's stopped hailing.&lt;br /&gt;Guys are swimming, guys are sailing&lt;br /&gt;Playing baseball, gee that's bettah&lt;br /&gt;Muddah, faddah kindly disregard this letter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow On version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh.&lt;br /&gt;I am back at Camp Granada.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm writing you this letter&lt;br /&gt;Just to say my compound fracture's getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one here knows where my trunk is&lt;br /&gt;And my bunk is where the skunk is.&lt;br /&gt;And this year the food's improving&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the little black things in it are not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our camp nurse is quite a swimmer.&lt;br /&gt;She says swimming makes you slimmer.&lt;br /&gt;Her name's Mrs. Balagreeni.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen a whale in a bikini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All our bathrooms have such thin doors.&lt;br /&gt;Gee, I wish they'd move them indoors.&lt;br /&gt;We're all tired of Mother Goose here.&lt;br /&gt;So next Friday night they're having Lenny Bruce here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me stay, oh Muddah, Fadduh.&lt;br /&gt;Let me stay, I love Granada.&lt;br /&gt;Every night the camp fire's really keen.&lt;br /&gt;Oh mom, please send some Ovaltine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me stay, out here in mother nature's land&lt;br /&gt;And tip-toe through the tulips grand.&lt;br /&gt;To leave would be a shame.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I'd miss the poker game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't worry, Fadduh, Muddah.&lt;br /&gt;I'll take care of little brudda.&lt;br /&gt;He plays ball here and he rows here&lt;br /&gt;And I hope they teach him how to blow his nose here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wakes up at half past six and&lt;br /&gt;Goes directly to the quick sand.&lt;br /&gt;He was lonely, now he's better.&lt;br /&gt;He's like all of us except his bed is wetter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-116035010145537903?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-115897474009013576</id><published>2006-09-21T23:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-23T02:23:40.136Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:160%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:170%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;but Friday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CONQUERS :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Move Along…Nothing to see here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Hi Viewer (and with some optimism...Viewer&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Below are the tunes that once again my head resolved to sing through out the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Busy busy days have I been through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;My brother decided to take back his bike this week (funny how brothers do that...the bike had been sitting unattended for months in the shed with a puncture and needing attention. Once I had made it road worthy and a joy to ride...he suddenly wants it. Ofcourse the fact that some drunk had crashed into and wrecked his Audi convertable car may have had something to do with his need for transport - until the insurance decides to pay up.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Donny Osmond - Puppy Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Scott Joplin - The Entertainer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jamelia - Superstar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6X6S2VMIOGQ" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7cFkae0j_Ns" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V2wmrbsDg9A" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Elton John/Kiki Dee - Don't Go Breaking My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Elton John/Kiki Dee - Don't Go Breaking My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suzanne Vega - Tom's Diner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HyiSFw4jI8w" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b9p61b_Jl9c" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VFih5NCXFl0" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Everly Brothers - Wake up little Susie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hS5TeQEzT4Y" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" partner="#"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Donny Osmond - Puppy Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And they called it puppy love&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I guess they'll never know&lt;br /&gt;How a young heart really feels&lt;br /&gt;And why I love her so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they called it puppy love&lt;br /&gt;Just because we're in our teens&lt;br /&gt;Tell them all it isn't fair&lt;br /&gt;To take away my only dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry each night my tears for you&lt;br /&gt;My tears are all in vain&lt;br /&gt;I'll hope and I'll pray that maybe someday&lt;br /&gt;You'll be back in my arms once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, help me, help me, help me please&lt;br /&gt;Is the answer up above&lt;br /&gt;How can I, how can I tell them&lt;br /&gt;This is not a puppy love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jamelia - Superstar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always talk about (ey oh ey oh ey oh)&lt;br /&gt;All the things they're all about (ey oh ey oh ey oh)&lt;br /&gt;Write it on a piece of paper,&lt;br /&gt;Got a feeling I'll see you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something 'bout this,&lt;br /&gt;Let's keep it moving,&lt;br /&gt;And if it's good let's just get something cooking.&lt;br /&gt;'cause I really wanna rock with you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling some connection to the things you do.&lt;br /&gt;(you do, you do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain:&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is,&lt;br /&gt;That makes me feel like this,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who you are,&lt;br /&gt;But you must be some kind of superstar,&lt;br /&gt;'cause you got all eyes on you no matter where you are, (you just make me wanna play)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby take a look around (ey oh ey oh ey oh)&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's getting down (ey oh ey oh ey oh)&lt;br /&gt;Deal with all the problems later,&lt;br /&gt;Bad boys on their best behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something 'bout you,&lt;br /&gt;Let's keep it moving,&lt;br /&gt;And if it's good let's just get something cooking,&lt;br /&gt;'cause I really wanna rock with you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling some connection to the things you do,&lt;br /&gt;(you do, you do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way your movin' (ey oh ey oh ey oh)&lt;br /&gt;I just get into the groove and then (you just make me wanna play)&lt;br /&gt;If you just put pen to paper (ey oh ey oh ey oh)&lt;br /&gt;Got that feeling I'll see you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make your move, can't we get a little closer?&lt;br /&gt;You rock it just like you're supposed to,&lt;br /&gt;Hey boy I ain't got nothing more to say,&lt;br /&gt;'cause you just make me wanna play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is,&lt;br /&gt;That makes me feel like this,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be, gotta be a superstar,&lt;br /&gt;All eyes on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain (2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elton John/Kiki Dee - Don't Go Breaking My Heart &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't if I tried&lt;br /&gt;Honey if I get restless&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're not that kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;You take the weight off me&lt;br /&gt;Honey when you knock on my door&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows it&lt;br /&gt;When I was down&lt;br /&gt;I was your clown&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows it&lt;br /&gt;Right from the start&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't go breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;I won't go breaking your heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't go breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nobody told us&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nobody showed us&lt;br /&gt;And now it's up to us babe&lt;br /&gt;I think we can make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't misunderstand me&lt;br /&gt;You put the light in my life&lt;br /&gt;You put the sparks to the flame&lt;br /&gt;I've got your heart in my sights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suzanne Vega - Tom's Diner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am sitting&lt;br /&gt;In the morning&lt;br /&gt;At the diner&lt;br /&gt;On the corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting&lt;br /&gt;At the counter&lt;br /&gt;For the man&lt;br /&gt;To pour the coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he fills it&lt;br /&gt;Only halfway&lt;br /&gt;And before&lt;br /&gt;I even argue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is looking&lt;br /&gt;Out the window&lt;br /&gt;At somebody&lt;br /&gt;Coming in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is always&lt;br /&gt;Nice to see you"&lt;br /&gt;Says the man&lt;br /&gt;Behind the counter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the woman&lt;br /&gt;Who has come in&lt;br /&gt;She is shaking&lt;br /&gt;Her umbrella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I look&lt;br /&gt;The other way&lt;br /&gt;As they are kissing&lt;br /&gt;Their hellos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretending&lt;br /&gt;Not to see them&lt;br /&gt;Instead&lt;br /&gt;I pour the milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open&lt;br /&gt;Up the paper&lt;br /&gt;There's a story&lt;br /&gt;Of an actor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who had died&lt;br /&gt;While he was drinking&lt;br /&gt;It was no one&lt;br /&gt;I had heard of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm turning&lt;br /&gt;To the horoscope&lt;br /&gt;And looking&lt;br /&gt;For the funnies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;Someone watching me&lt;br /&gt;And so&lt;br /&gt;I raise my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a woman&lt;br /&gt;On the outside&lt;br /&gt;Looking inside&lt;br /&gt;Does she see me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No she does not&lt;br /&gt;Really see me&lt;br /&gt;Cause she sees&lt;br /&gt;Her own reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm trying&lt;br /&gt;Not to notice&lt;br /&gt;That she's hitching&lt;br /&gt;Up her skirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while she's&lt;br /&gt;Straightening her stockings&lt;br /&gt;Her hair&lt;br /&gt;Is getting wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this rain&lt;br /&gt;It will continue&lt;br /&gt;Through the morning&lt;br /&gt;As I'm listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the bells&lt;br /&gt;Of the cathedral&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking&lt;br /&gt;Of your voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of the midnight picnic&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;Before the rain began...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finish up my coffee&lt;br /&gt;It's time to catch the train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Everly brothers - Wake up little Susie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, little Susie, wake up&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, little Susie, wake up&lt;br /&gt;We’ve both been sound asleep, wake up, little Susie, and weep&lt;br /&gt;The movie’s over, it’s four o’clock, and we’re in trouble deep&lt;br /&gt;Wake up little Susie&lt;br /&gt;Wake up little Susie, well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatta we gonna tell your mama&lt;br /&gt;Whatta we gonna tell your pa&lt;br /&gt;Whatta we gonna tell our friends when they say “ooh-la-la”&lt;br /&gt;Wake up little Susie&lt;br /&gt;Wake up little Susie, well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told your mama that you’d be in by ten&lt;br /&gt;Well Susie baby looks like we goofed again&lt;br /&gt;Wake up little Susie&lt;br /&gt;Wake up little Susie, we gotta go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, little Susie, wake up&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, little Susie, wake up&lt;br /&gt;The movie wasn’t so hot, it didn’t have much of a plot&lt;br /&gt;We fell asleep, our goose is cooked, our reputation is shot&lt;br /&gt;Wake up little Susie&lt;br /&gt;Wake up little Susie, well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatta we gonna tell your mama&lt;br /&gt;Whatta we gonna tell your pa&lt;br /&gt;Whatta we gonna tell our friends when they say “ooh-la-la”&lt;br /&gt;Wake up little Susie&lt;br /&gt;Wake up little Susie&lt;br /&gt;Wake up little Susie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-115897474009013576?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/115897474009013576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=115897474009013576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115897474009013576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115897474009013576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/09/thursday-rules-baby-but-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-115861987739497111</id><published>2006-09-17T22:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-18T23:02:51.790Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sunday 17th September 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 3 nephews: J1, J2 and J3 spent the night here yesterday. J1 and J3 woke up early and were soon joined by J2.&lt;br /&gt;Around midday we all played a lil tennis in the back garden. After a lot of discussion the boys agreed to a compromise and we would cycle to the BMX track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there it was very crowded by kids with “Attitude”. The language was colourful. Their opinions on various topics were loud and proud. I suggested to the kids we leave and none objected – they’d all had about 15minutes on the track by this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned to the kids we would venture into the hills. I was hoping to show them a reservoir located on a nearby mountain. J1 wanted to go home to his mum’s house. Since it was in the same direction as the mountain I decided we’d pass pop in. His mum kept him in because of his attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J2, J3 and I continued on our journey. We followed the same lanes as yesterday. At the end of the lanes we took a new direction and began the journey up. The gradient was gradual and initially both boys found the going easy. When the gradient started increasing I took them on a side road to investigate some greenery down a blocked off road – it was a good decision. We found an acorn tree and a blackberry bush. The kids were amazed by actually seeing a real live acorn – on a tree. They are so used to seeing them in books yet here was one on a tree – that they could touch and pick off…ACORNS!!! J3 wanted me to reach various black and red berries.&lt;br /&gt;I cycled off in hopes of pulling them away. I hid around a side road. I heard J3 saying, “Where is he?”&lt;br /&gt;J2, now aged 9, wiser and older, and knowing my tendencies now said, “He’s hiding”.&lt;br /&gt;I could hear them but could not see them and thus they could not see me.&lt;br /&gt;3 minutes later J2 cycled past and said “Hi!” with a grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cycled back to the main road and started heading up. We soon came to a bridge which spanned across a motorway. I got the kids to wave to oncoming cars below. It’s amazing the “Good feeling” you get when total strangers wave back! J2, MR MOODY, was smiling broadly with each wave back. He counted each wave-back and reached 13 before I said let’s roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found more blackberries, which we investigated orally. The incline became steeper. I ended up pushing J3’s and my bike. We then headed off the tarmac road and started climbing a dirt track onto a tree-ridden mountain. Surprisingly we encountered around 10people on that mountain as we journeyed up and up and up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we found a fallen tree and decided to break out the picnic. We each had a chicken sandwich, J2 had most of a pair, some apple. J3 had a sandwich too and 2 chocolate biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;They saw some kids and teens in the distance and wandered off to investigate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that by pure random walking/cycling we had come upon a favourite haunt of adventure mountain cyclists and mountain boarders (like a skateboard but with bigger, pram size wheels; but with grip). The cyclists were basically jumping off a piece of earth the size of a two-story house into a dip and then racing up the other side. The mountain boarder was racing down the mountain in spurts, jumping over obstacles and going round trees and rocks.&lt;br /&gt;J1 and J3 spent an hour making friends and watching the teen boys too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually the teens left and the mountain boarder stayed only a little longer (he was only 10). Now came one of the most fun parts of the day. Having taken the effort to journey up a mountain WITH A BIKE... &lt;strong&gt;WE WERE NOW GOING TO GO DOWN…AT SPEED&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The first part was going down the dirt track – to the right of which was a drop at an angle of 45degrees. J2 raced down and was out of my eyesight. J3 cycled down with great skill and good speed – scary speed for me! AND when we got to the paved road…WOW those boys had no fear. They must have gone down that road at 35-45kph! During all this mad speed the kids had broad grins and vocalised their thoughts “THIS IS BRILLIANT”.&lt;br /&gt;It was a shame that J1 had not come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey home had a few more eventful moments. When we got home, their mother and J1 were waiting to take them. The timing of our arrival was incredible. The kids had dinner and were soon whisked off, as tomorrow was a school day. They would sleep well I was certain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At his mum’s home J1 had played a lil on his Xbox but had soon fallen asleep. He had been tired the poor guy. So when we met him he looked happier and healthier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bushed and suddenly felt it once the kids had left. Still every time I thought of the bike journeys and the smiles of joy I could not help but feel good. Once again I had come through with the loving entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the time the kids had gone off to investigate the bikers, I encouraged the sprites of the woods to aid me in enabling my dreams to fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Night :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-115861987739497111?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/115861987739497111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=115861987739497111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115861987739497111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115861987739497111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/09/sunday-17th-september-2006-my-3.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-115861980472630350</id><published>2006-09-16T22:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-18T22:50:04.743Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Saturday 16th September 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My nephews were dropped down yesterday evening. They looked tired. I soon got them changed into nightclothes and they watched HOODWINKED [yes again :) ] – it’s a very funny movie with plenty to make kiddies, teens and adults laugh. After it they all headed up, reluctantly brushed and were soon asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we all had breakfast and chilled. Eventually the youngest fell to my charms and agreed to go out. He then suggested we play tennis in the garden. I rolled out my tennis rackets (the first time for months – I have 4, always prepared) and we were soon in the back garden having fun. Soon we were joined by the rest of his brothers and we deep into fun, climbing, arguing, sniping, teaching, sermonising – u know regular parent type activities :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then J1, the eldest suggested we go play on the tennis courts. Since his bike had a puncture he suggested we walk. WALK…DID HE SAY WALK! NO WAY! I WILL FIX YOUR BIKE BEFORE YOU SEE ME WALK! So I fixed his bike, it took me all of 10minutes to replace his inner tube with a spare I had hanging around. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Despite it only taking 10 minutes J3 still asked me “Are you ready yet?” about 10 times during those 10minutes :).&lt;/span&gt; We cycled to their new home first, so that J1 could pick up some shorts. The ride was fun, a convoy of 4, past many kids and adults and no doubt all assuming I was the father of the cute kids. J1 and J2 would motor ahead while J3 (soon to be 7years old) kept me company with his views of the world. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E.g. “Lets go this way, I know where this goes”, “Lets go in the jungle, it scares me, are you going with me”, “Don’t go in the mud you’ll sink”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to their new house their mum was slightly hung over with 4 work-girl-friends. The kids soon raided the kitchen for immediate sweets, J1 went up to find some shorts. J2 decided to also find shorts but failed to his mum’s chagrin, he tried again and failed again, so of course Mum found them and a belt too. Soon we were off.&lt;br /&gt;Soon after we discovered an abandoned industrial estate and went investigating. Broken glass was everywhere as the abandoned building had been visited by hooligans. The building had not long been vacated and that added to the feeling of excitement. The kids discussed “cops” being around the corner, of hidden cameras watching our every move. The only thing that scared me was the thought of the kids cutting themselves on pieces of glass left in doors.&lt;br /&gt;We then cycled on and found some lanes that we’d never been down before. We stopped to check out some blackberries (that were far from traffic and so I felt were safe to try). I like the bitterness of the red berries and the sweetness of a really good blackberry. I got J3 to try a red, and did prepare him for a “bitter/sour” taste (but since kids are into “bitter/sour” sweets now felt he would understand – and he did). His face screwed up…then he asked for more…red ones :). J2 only likes the black berries :).&lt;br /&gt;We soon found ourselves crossing a private golf course. We tried to stay away from the players as I knew we were technically trespassing. I soon found a break in the hedge that would allow us to escape “rich mania” to a busy road on the edge of town. J2 checked out the break in the hedge and noticed the thorns and nettles. The brave guy managed to get himself and his bike, with obvious difficulty, through all these obstacles. J1 followed and he too found it awkward but managed it. I took J3’s bike through and J3 followed through on foot. Then I journeyed through.&lt;br /&gt;The guys recognised where we were and loved crossing busy roads (they obviously took it as a milestone in their growth to manhood). We stopped by the shops and I purchased Ice creams, drinks, crisps and sweets. We sat down behind the shops to eat, talk, watch and do kiddie things.&lt;br /&gt;Finally we set off and finally arrived at the tennis courts. J2 was, in hindsight, obviously tired, as he was very moody. J1, J2 and I played mostly. J3 had a little go but soon disappeared to play in the rest of the park. J1 and J2 soon had a bust up and J1 decided to cycle around the park. I had a few more rounds with J2 and he did play some sweet shots. But every time he played “what he thought of as a bad shot” he would berate himself and then play lazy tennis on the next shot. Eventually I stopped as my groin started complaining – caused more by sudden attempts at bursts of speeds – the good news is the left groin is doing more that it could 2 months ago so there is some progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cycled home, J2 stayed in the tennis courts in a mood. J1 went back to get him (as I waited around the corner). J3 complained that the other 2 were allowed to stay so why couldn’t he? I cycled on 100m and then waited. J3 soon came. We stopped by a tree, which had a smaller branch, at about head-level, that looked like a snake sitting on a bigger branch. So I showed it to J3. As he went to make a closer investigation, J1 and J2 appeared in the distance. Soon all were investigating the “apparent snake”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happier convoy then set off for home. They had dinner and watched “Attack of the Clones”. J1 was first to head off to bed (before the movie completed), J2 followed. J3, the youngest, managed to keep awake for the entire movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-115861980472630350?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/115861980472630350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=115861980472630350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115861980472630350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115861980472630350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/09/saturday-16th-september-2006-my.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-115878461361283476</id><published>2006-09-15T23:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-20T21:52:04.203Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Considering&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the Alternative :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Shit ‘Appens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sh-Boom (Life Could Be a Dream) - Crew Cuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Paul Owen - Favourite waste of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;UB40 ft. Chrissy Hynde - I Got You Babe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I4gKXTTQ6ak" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src=" http://www.youtube.com/v/i06rTJDD85I" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HNx9rjqiOjw" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cliff Richard - Summer Holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Boyz II Men - Motown Philly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://eucmh.com/mp3s/inthemood.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glen Miller - In the Mood &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SuJQbkFjveI" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OHzkICG47LU" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGgJMooUP68" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rhino.com/retrovid/VideoKeeper.lasso?Artist=Leo%20Sayer&amp;Partner=#" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leo Sayer - How much love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sister Sledge - Lost In Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fugees - Killing me softly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.rhino.com/retrovid/VideoKeeper.lasso?Artist=Leo%20Sayer&amp;Partner=#" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" partner="#"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9LvPDaFBALM" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src=" http://www.youtube.com/v/ighu4gGlaUE" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sh-Boom (Life Could Be a Dream) - Crew Cuts &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh, life could be a dream (sh-boom)&lt;br /&gt;If I could take you up in paradise up above (sh-boom)&lt;br /&gt;If you would tell me I'm the only one that you love&lt;br /&gt;Life could be a dream sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;(Hello hello again, sh-boom and hopin' we'll meet again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, life could be a dream (sh-boom)&lt;br /&gt;If only all my precious plans would come true (sh-boom)&lt;br /&gt;If you would let me spend my whole life lovin' you&lt;br /&gt;Life could be a dream sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now every time I look at you&lt;br /&gt;Something is on my mind (dat-dat-dat-dat-dat-duh)&lt;br /&gt;If you do what I want you to&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we'd be so fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, life could be a dream (sh-boom)&lt;br /&gt;If I could take you up in paradise up above (sh-boom)&lt;br /&gt;If you would tell me I'm the only one that you love&lt;br /&gt;Life could be a dream sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sh-boom sh-boom Ya-da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da Da&lt;br /&gt;Sh-boom sh-boom Ya-da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da Da&lt;br /&gt;Sh-boom sh-boom Ya-da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da Da, sh-boom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sh-boom sh-boom Ya-da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da Da&lt;br /&gt;Sh-boom sh-boom Ya-da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da Da&lt;br /&gt;Sh-boom sh-boom Ya-da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da Da, sh-boom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look at you&lt;br /&gt;Somethin' is on my mind&lt;br /&gt;If you do what I want you to&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we'd be so fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life could be a dream&lt;br /&gt;If I could take you up in paradise up above&lt;br /&gt;If you would tell me I'm the only one that you love&lt;br /&gt;Life could be a dream sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hello hello again, sh-boom and hopin' we'll meet again) boom sh-boom&lt;br /&gt;Hey nonny ding dong, alang alang alang (sh-boom)&lt;br /&gt;Ba-doh, ba-doo ba-doodle-ay&lt;br /&gt;Life could be a dream&lt;br /&gt;Life could be a dream, sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life could be a dream&lt;br /&gt;If only all my precious plans would come true&lt;br /&gt;If you would let me spend my whole life loving you&lt;br /&gt;Life could be a dream sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dee-oody-ooh, sh-boom, sh-boom)&lt;br /&gt;(dee-oody-ooh, sh-boom, sh-boom)&lt;br /&gt;(dee-oody-ooh, sh-boom, sh-boom)&lt;br /&gt;Sweetheart!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Paul Owen - Favourite waste of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're mine - you're my favourite waste of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine - baby&lt;br /&gt;you're my favourite waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing day dreaming fool again - my favourite game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are the one who's got my head in the clouds above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I love&lt;br /&gt;'cause -&lt;br /&gt;You're mine - baby&lt;br /&gt;you're my favourite waste of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if being with you is meaningless and ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna give you my love tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow night&lt;br /&gt;'cause -&lt;br /&gt;You're mine - baby&lt;br /&gt;you're my favourite waste of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're mine - I must be out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;you're mine all the time - I'm wasting all time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the love you give to me&lt;br /&gt;never shows I can take the blows&lt;br /&gt;And there's one last thing&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna give you my love tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bells gonna ring&lt;br /&gt;and -&lt;br /&gt;You're mine - baby&lt;br /&gt;you're my favourite waste of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're mine - you're my favourite waste of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine - baby&lt;br /&gt;you're my favourite waste of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine - baby&lt;br /&gt;you're my favourite waste of time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B000005KGA001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UB40 ft. Chrissy Hynde - I Got You Babe &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say we're young and we don't know&lt;br /&gt;Won't find out till we grow&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know why that's true&lt;br /&gt;Cause you got me baby, I got you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain:&lt;br /&gt;Babe, I got you babe, I got you, Babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say our love won't pay the rent&lt;br /&gt;Before it's earn'd our money's always spent&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's so, we don't have a pot&lt;br /&gt;But at least I'm sure of all the things we got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got flowers in the spring&lt;br /&gt;I got you, you wear my ring&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm sad, you're a clown&lt;br /&gt;And if I get scared you're always around&lt;br /&gt;And then they say your hair's too long&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care, with you I can't do wrong&lt;br /&gt;Then put your warm little hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no hill or mountain we can't climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got you to hold my&lt;br /&gt;I got you to understand&lt;br /&gt;I got you to walk with me&lt;br /&gt;I got you to talk with&lt;br /&gt;I got you to kiss goodnight&lt;br /&gt;I got you to hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;I got you I won't let go&lt;br /&gt;I got you who loves me so&lt;br /&gt;I got you, babe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF226533-01-01-15.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boyz II Men - Motown Philly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motownphilly's back again&lt;br /&gt;Doin' a little east coast fling&lt;br /&gt;Boyz ii men going off&lt;br /&gt;Not too hard, not too soft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's long overdue but now&lt;br /&gt;Philly is slammin'&lt;br /&gt;Boyz ii men, abc, bbd&lt;br /&gt;The east coast family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never skipped a beat, na&lt;br /&gt;While cooling on South street&lt;br /&gt;Jet black Benz, plenty of friends&lt;br /&gt;And all the Philly steaks you could eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in school we used to dream about this everyday&lt;br /&gt;Could it really happen? Or do dreams fade away&lt;br /&gt;Then we started singing them&lt;br /&gt;They said it sounded smooth&lt;br /&gt;So we started a group and here we are&lt;br /&gt;Kickin' it just for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain:&lt;br /&gt;Motownphilly's back again&lt;br /&gt;Doin' a little east coast fling&lt;br /&gt;Boyz ii men going off&lt;br /&gt;Not too hard, not too soft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spotlight is on us now&lt;br /&gt;Watch us do this&lt;br /&gt;Da da, daaa da da, da da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live and direct from Philly town&lt;br /&gt;Rap and hype and we can get down&lt;br /&gt;We are ready to roll&lt;br /&gt;So now the world will know that we were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in school we used to dream about this everyday&lt;br /&gt;Could it really happen? Or do dreams fade away&lt;br /&gt;Then we started singing them&lt;br /&gt;They said it sounded smooth&lt;br /&gt;So we started a group and here we are&lt;br /&gt;Kickin' it just for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doom doom doom da da, doom doom doom da da&lt;br /&gt;Da di da di da da, da da, daa daa daa&lt;br /&gt;Doom doom doom da da, doom doom doom da da&lt;br /&gt;Da di da di da da, da da, daa daa daa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B0000028TU001006/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_006/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leo Sayer - How much love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How much love do you need&lt;br /&gt;Before you give your love to me&lt;br /&gt;How much time before it grows&lt;br /&gt;How much love I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do&lt;br /&gt;What can I say&lt;br /&gt;The last thing I want&lt;br /&gt;Is to drive you away&lt;br /&gt;How much love does it take&lt;br /&gt;How much love for heaven sake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much love, how much love&lt;br /&gt;Do I rush right in or do I hesitate&lt;br /&gt;How much love&lt;br /&gt;How much love, how much love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I tryin' too hard&lt;br /&gt;Give me some kind of clue&lt;br /&gt;There must be a way to get through to you&lt;br /&gt;Should I come on strong or do I hesitate&lt;br /&gt;Do I rush right in or do I wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much love, how much love&lt;br /&gt;Do I rush right in or do I hesitate&lt;br /&gt;How much love&lt;br /&gt;How much love, how much love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so much love&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where to begin&lt;br /&gt;I'm pleadin' with you babe&lt;br /&gt;You gotta give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fugees - Killing me softly "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strumming dub plates with our fingers,&lt;br /&gt;Eliminate sounds with our song,&lt;br /&gt;Killing a sound boy with this sound,&lt;br /&gt;Killing a sound boy with this sound,&lt;br /&gt;Taking sound boys' lives with this dub,&lt;br /&gt;Killing him softly with this sound.&lt;br /&gt;Strumming my pain with his fingers,&lt;br /&gt;Singing my life with his words,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song,&lt;br /&gt;Telling my whole life with his words,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style,&lt;br /&gt;And so I came to see him and listen for a while.&lt;br /&gt;And there he was this young boy, stranger to my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Strumming my pain with his fingers,&lt;br /&gt;Singing my life with his words,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song,&lt;br /&gt;Telling my whole life with his words,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song.&lt;br /&gt;I felt all flushed with fever,&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassed by the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed that he would finish,&lt;br /&gt;But he just kept right on strumming my pain with his fingers,&lt;br /&gt;Singing my life with his words,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song,&lt;br /&gt;Telling my whole life with his words,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo l-boogie, take it to the bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strumming my pain with his fingers,&lt;br /&gt;Singing my life with his words,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song,&lt;br /&gt;Telling my whole life with his words,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song.&lt;br /&gt;Strumming my pain with his finger, yeah he was. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-115878461361283476?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/115878461361283476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=115878461361283476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115878461361283476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115878461361283476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-life-considering-alternative.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-115835996199140270</id><published>2006-09-14T22:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-15T22:42:00.860Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Weeks fly by, The Months Whizz, The Year draws to a close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The groin strain finally appears to be on the final stages of healing – so I thought. I hope to be back in sporting action by the end of the month – I doubt it.  I continue to cycle. The groin strain has curtailed my exercise regime and I have only been able to do 90 press-ups and 80 sit-ups per session during this time. – still a fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The following music flowed through my head on 14/9/6:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tears For Fears - Shout &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Marvin Gaye - Heard it Through The Grapevine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Martha &amp; the Muffins - Echo Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jGebunz-KT4" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/11SZTDGqvA0" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CyzsBqk8u1w" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF226758-01-01-01.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nateo - My Cherie Amour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Robbie Williams - Old before I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lily Allen - Smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/szsiXaZe_LQ" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q2YN_EXfWvQ" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D_jjuCfdksQ" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cameo - Word Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XpTxyNrAkc8" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B000005KGA001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Martha &amp;amp; the muffins - Echo beach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's out of fashion&lt;br /&gt;And a trifle uncool&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help it&lt;br /&gt;I'm a romantic fool&lt;br /&gt;It's a habit of mine&lt;br /&gt;To watch the sun go down&lt;br /&gt;On Echo beach, I watch the sun go down&lt;br /&gt;From nine till five I have to spend my time at work&lt;br /&gt;The job is very boring, I'm an office clerk&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that helps pass the time away&lt;br /&gt;Is knowing I'll be back at Echo Beach some day&lt;br /&gt;On a silent summer evening&lt;br /&gt;The sky's alive with light&lt;br /&gt;Building in the distance&lt;br /&gt;Surrealistic sight&lt;br /&gt;On Echo Beach&lt;br /&gt;Waves make the only sound&lt;br /&gt;On Echo Beach&lt;br /&gt;There's not a soul around&lt;br /&gt;From nine till five I have to spend my time at work&lt;br /&gt;The job is very boring, I'm an office clerk&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that helps pass the time away&lt;br /&gt;Is knowing I'll be back at Echo Beach some day&lt;br /&gt;Echo Beach&lt;br /&gt;Far away in time&lt;br /&gt;Echo Beach&lt;br /&gt;Far away in time&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT AND FADE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robbie Williams - Old Before I Die live&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's taking me places&lt;br /&gt;I should never have been&lt;br /&gt;She's showin' me faces&lt;br /&gt;I should never have seen&lt;br /&gt;Well these are strange days we're livin' in today&lt;br /&gt;Cest la vie I say&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm old before I die&lt;br /&gt;I hope I live to relive the days gone by&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm old before I die&lt;br /&gt;But tonight I'm gonna live for today&lt;br /&gt;So come along for the ride&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm old before I die&lt;br /&gt;She's not feeling stable&lt;br /&gt;She's unable to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Her heart's beating faster&lt;br /&gt;So I'll ask her to leave&lt;br /&gt;These are strange days we're livin' in today&lt;br /&gt;Am I straight or gay&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm old before I die&lt;br /&gt;I hope I live to see the day&lt;br /&gt;The pope gets high&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm old before I die&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight I'm gonna live for today&lt;br /&gt;So come along for the ride&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm old before I die&lt;br /&gt;Well these are strange days we're livin' in today&lt;br /&gt;Cest la vie I say, I say, I say&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm old before I die&lt;br /&gt;I hope I live to relive the days gone by&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm old before I die&lt;br /&gt;But tonight I'm gonna live for today&lt;br /&gt;So come along for the ride&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm old before I die&lt;br /&gt;Old before I die&lt;br /&gt;Old before&lt;br /&gt;Old before&lt;br /&gt;Old before I die&lt;br /&gt;Old before I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lily Allen Smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you first left me&lt;br /&gt;I was wanting more&lt;br /&gt;But you were fucking that girl next door&lt;br /&gt;Whatd you do that for&lt;br /&gt;When you first left me&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Id never been on my own that way&lt;br /&gt;Just sat by myself all day&lt;br /&gt;refrain:&lt;br /&gt;I was so lost back then&lt;br /&gt;But with a little help from my friends&lt;br /&gt;I found the light in the tunnel at the end&lt;br /&gt;Now youre calling me up on the phone&lt;br /&gt;So you can have a little whine and a moan&lt;br /&gt;And its only because youre feeling alone&lt;br /&gt;At first when I see you cry&lt;br /&gt;Yea it makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;Yea it makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;At worst I feel bad for awhile&lt;br /&gt;But then I just smile&lt;br /&gt;I go ahead and smile&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you see me&lt;br /&gt;You say that you want me back&lt;br /&gt;And I tell you it don't mean jack&lt;br /&gt;No it don't mean jack&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt stop laughing&lt;br /&gt;No I jus couldnt help myself&lt;br /&gt;See you messed up my mental health&lt;br /&gt;I was quite unwell&lt;br /&gt;refrain&lt;br /&gt;Now youre calling me up on the phone&lt;br /&gt;So you can have a little whine and a moan&lt;br /&gt;And its only because youre feeling alone&lt;br /&gt;At first when I see you cry&lt;br /&gt;Yea it makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;Yea it makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;At worst I feel bad for awhile&lt;br /&gt;But then I jus smile&lt;br /&gt;I go ahead and smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cameo - Word Up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, pretty ladies around the world&lt;br /&gt;Got a weird thing to show you so tell all the boys and girls&lt;br /&gt;Tell your brother, your sister and your mamma too&lt;br /&gt;Cause they're about to throw down and you'll know just what to do&lt;br /&gt;Wave your hands in the air like you don't care&lt;br /&gt;Gilde by the people as they start to look and stare&lt;br /&gt;Do your dance, do your dance, do your dance quick mamma&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby tell me what's the word&lt;br /&gt;Word up everybody say&lt;br /&gt;When you hear the call you've got to get it underway&lt;br /&gt;Word up it's the code word&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you say it you'll know that you'll be heard&lt;br /&gt;Now all you sucker dj's who think you're fly&lt;br /&gt;There's got to be a reason and we know the reason why&lt;br /&gt;you try to put on those airs and act real cool&lt;br /&gt;But ya got to realise that you're acting like fools&lt;br /&gt;If there's music we can use it we need to dance&lt;br /&gt;We don't have the time for psychological romance&lt;br /&gt;No romance, no romance, no romance for me mamma&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby tell me what's the word&lt;br /&gt;Word up everybody say&lt;br /&gt;When you hear the call you've got to get it underway&lt;br /&gt;Low&lt;br /&gt;Dial “L” for Low&lt;br /&gt;C'mon all you people say&lt;br /&gt;W.O.R.D. up, W.O.R.D. up, W.O.R.D. up, W.O.R.D. up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-115835996199140270?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/115835996199140270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=115835996199140270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115835996199140270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115835996199140270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/09/weeks-fly-by-months-whizz-year-draws.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-115827072182317671</id><published>2006-09-13T23:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:41:55.333Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sadness Reigns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad news arrived from another continent. My aunt, and last remaining sister of my mother, died in July. She received the letter today. I last met my aunt over 10years ago. At that time she had last seen me as a nursery child. So when her younger sister turned up with all the descendents (me, my bro and sis), we were all greeted with incredible fondness and love. The greetings we were given were not just from immediate family but from the entire village. At that time we were greeted by her 3 sisters and 1 brother. Now she is left with a just brother who is not entirely well either - the other sisters having died during the intervening years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J3 fell over and cut his head, again, in school. He was taken to hospital as the bleeding looked bad and as a precaution (happens with all head injuries). He is ok. Initially the story was that he was pushed by one of his school mates - but tomorrow I get told by J1 that it was an accident (though it was in school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The following music flowed through my head on 13/9/6:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bring me Sunshine - Morecombe and Wise / Willie Nelson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wonderwall - Oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ebony and Ivory - Stevie Wonder, Paul McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.giaitri.net/music/Album-2/03%20-%20Willie%20Nelson%20-%20Bring%20Me%20Sunshine%20.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunshine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e6d6U0w8QP4" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKEkmOAAyaY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bob Marley - I Shot The Sheriff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lisa In The Sky With Diamonds - The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gary Numan - Cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xHeJniPj2MI" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DWhTAxxkHOY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PLKFEq6Zu14" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bring me Sunshine - Morecombe and Wise / Willie Nelson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me Sunshine, in your smile,&lt;br /&gt;Bring me Laughter, all the while,&lt;br /&gt;In this world where we live, there should be more happiness,&lt;br /&gt;So much joy you can give, to each brand new bright tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me happy, through the years,&lt;br /&gt;Never bring me, any tears,&lt;br /&gt;Let your arms be as warm as the sun from up above,&lt;br /&gt;Bring me fun, bring me sunshine, bring me love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me Sunshine, in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Bring me rainbows, from the skies,&lt;br /&gt;Life's too short to be spent having anything but fun,&lt;br /&gt;We can be so content, if we gather little sunbeams,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be light-hearted, all day long,&lt;br /&gt;Keep me singing, happy songs,&lt;br /&gt;Let your arms be as warm as the sun from up above,&lt;br /&gt;Bring me fun, bring me sunshine, bring me love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00000DG1R001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wonderwall - Oasis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today is gonna be the day&lt;br /&gt;That they're gonna throw it back to you&lt;br /&gt;By now you should've somehow&lt;br /&gt;Realized what you gotta do&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that anybody&lt;br /&gt;Feels the way I do about you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backbeat the word was on the street&lt;br /&gt;That the fire in your heart is out&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you've heard it all before&lt;br /&gt;But you never really had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that anybody feels&lt;br /&gt;The way I do about you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the roads we have to walk along are winding&lt;br /&gt;And all the lights that lead us there are blinding&lt;br /&gt;There are many things that I would&lt;br /&gt;Like to say to you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because maybe&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be the one who saves me?&lt;br /&gt;And after all&lt;br /&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was gonna be the day?&lt;br /&gt;But they'll never throw it back to you&lt;br /&gt;By now you should've somehow&lt;br /&gt;Realized what you're not to do&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that anybody&lt;br /&gt;Feels the way I do&lt;br /&gt;About you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the roads that lead to you were winding&lt;br /&gt;And all the lights that light the way are blinding&lt;br /&gt;There are many things that I would like to say to you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said maybe&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be the one who saves me?&lt;br /&gt;And after all&lt;br /&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said maybe&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be the one who saves me?&lt;br /&gt;And after an&lt;br /&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said maybe&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me (3x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF211173-01-01-07.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bob Marley - I Shot The Sherrif&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I shot the sheriff,&lt;br /&gt;but I didn't shoot no deputy&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no, oh&lt;br /&gt;I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All around in my hometown&lt;br /&gt;They're tryin' to track me down, yeah&lt;br /&gt;They say they want to bring me in guilty&lt;br /&gt;For the killing of a deputy, for the life of a deputy&lt;br /&gt;But I say, oh, now, now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self defense&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;I said, I shot the sheriff, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;And they say it is a capital offense&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;Hear this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheriff John Brown always hated me&lt;br /&gt;For what I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Every time I plant a seed&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Kill it before it grows."&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Kill them before they grow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, oh, now, now,&lt;br /&gt;Read it in the news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self defense&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;Where was the deputy?&lt;br /&gt;I said I shot the sheriff but I swear it was in self defense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom came my way one day&lt;br /&gt;And I started out of town, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden I saw Sheriff John Brown&lt;br /&gt;Aiming to shoot me down&lt;br /&gt;So I shot, I shot, I shot him down&lt;br /&gt;And I say, if I am guilty I will pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shot the sheriff, but I say, but I didn't shoot no deputy&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, no, oh&lt;br /&gt;I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, ooo, ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflexes had the better of me&lt;br /&gt;And what is to be must be&lt;br /&gt;Every day the bucket a-go-a well&lt;br /&gt;One day the bottom a-go drop out&lt;br /&gt;One day the bottom a-go drop out&lt;br /&gt;I say, I, I, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot the deputy, no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF229470-01-02-04.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisa In The Sky With Diamonds - The Beatles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture yourself in a boat on a river,&lt;br /&gt;With tangerine trees and marmalade skies&lt;br /&gt;Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,&lt;br /&gt;A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Cellophane flowers of yellow and green,&lt;br /&gt;Towering over your head.&lt;br /&gt;Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;Lucy in the sky with diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain&lt;br /&gt;Where rocking horse people eat marshmellow pies,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers,&lt;br /&gt;That grow so incredibly high.&lt;br /&gt;Newspaper taxis appear on the shore,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to take you away.&lt;br /&gt;Climb in the back with your head in the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;And you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;Lucy in the sky with diamonds,&lt;br /&gt;Picture yourself on a train in a station,&lt;br /&gt;With plasticine porters with looking glass ties,&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly someone is there at the turnstyle,&lt;br /&gt;The girl with the kaleidoscope eyes.&lt;br /&gt;(15x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF192944-01-02-01.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gary Numan - Cars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in my car&lt;br /&gt;I feel safest of all&lt;br /&gt;I can lock all my doors&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way to live&lt;br /&gt;In cars&lt;br /&gt;Here in my car&lt;br /&gt;I can only receive&lt;br /&gt;I can listen to you&lt;br /&gt;It keeps me stable for days&lt;br /&gt;In cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in my car&lt;br /&gt;The image breaks down&lt;br /&gt;Will you visit me please&lt;br /&gt;If I open my door&lt;br /&gt;In cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in my car&lt;br /&gt;I know I've started to think&lt;br /&gt;About leaving tonight&lt;br /&gt;Although nothing seems right&lt;br /&gt;In cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've started to think&lt;br /&gt;I know I've started to think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-115827072182317671?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/115827072182317671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=115827072182317671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115827072182317671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115827072182317671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/09/sadness-reigns-sad-news-arrived-from.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-115800158659135886</id><published>2006-09-11T18:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-15T20:38:10.183Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Assertiveness, Beauty, Thrillseeking, Sports - Her Turn-ons :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My internet has been out of action for a few weeks. I'm back now and running at 10Meg :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I got myself ready and cycled 5miles to the market where I intended to purchase a new bike. When I got there I found a cycle stall with 4 old bikes and various accessories at ordinary prices. I purchased nothing, mainly because there was nothing of interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then wandered about the other stores, passing in and out of people. I bumped into H, the football buddy, and his girlfriend. He stopped to talk for about 3 sentences each. His girlfriend ignored us and carried on walking. She has an ass that reminds me of safari shots of our big eared brothers in Africa and India :). So he left soon so that he could catch up to her.&lt;br /&gt;The market was a buzzing, but the goods more resembled boot-sale products than "market no-shop front, no rent, goods". So I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cycled into town and tried out some shorts and a shirt in the town centre sports shop. It was as I got to the till I discovered I could not find my wallet. I was 49% sure that some no good thief had opened my side pockets and made off with it, but I was 51% sure I had left it home - during some side-thoughts moment. I cycled home and found my wallet laying on the coffee table. So I cycled back to town and purchased my goods, which the kind salesman had kept behind him (more likely he had been too busy to move from the till - town too was buzzing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thence to home and major surgery on a hedge. Nephews J2 and J3 were brought over by their dad. J2's bike chain is broken. So J2, J3 and I cycled to the bike shop. The bike man refused to repair and instead sold me a chain repair tool and a couple of links. Outside the store the kids played in the totally empty car park of a cashNcarry. I failed miserably in trying to fix the chain with the supplied tools. Eventually we headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the kids were joined by their elder brother and had a day of fun with their dad. I meanwhile was able to keep busy fixing J2's bike (successfully, resorting to a hammer :) after about 3 hours). Being a glutton for hard work I then carried on to replace "my" current bikes back bike rim and back brakes. I also disassembled the back brake mechanism and finally figured out how it works and what the "meaningless" screw on the side does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most important effect on me was the sense of achievement. Fixing a bike chain was a key memorable ability, that I knew my father had performed on a bike, that I had, upto this point in my life, not. The fact that I had now also done it was a poignant moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The heading: This refers to a website I discovered. It lists Lisa's turn-ons. By Friday I was feeling chuffed at having gotten her mostly out of my head. Sadly Saturday and my roaming on the internet led me to "taking more Lisa drugs" and suddenly I appear to be hooked again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The groin strain finally appears to be on the final stages of healing. I hope to be back in sporting action by the end of the month. I continue to cycle. The groin strain has curtailed my exercise regime and I have only been able to do 90 press-ups and 80 sit-ups per session during this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;During the past month my brother lost his, and his kid's pride and joy - his open-top family sports car. Some youth full of alcahol failed to take a turn and crashed straight into his car. 10minutes earlier and it would have contained him and friends. The car is a right off but thankfully no person was harmed. The drunken lad got away dispite an adreniline based chase by my brother - who tried to chase him, on town streets, with no shoes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Watched Zathura - loved it :). Still got the kid in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The following music flowed through my head on 7/9/6 and 8/9/6:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amazing Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;As Time Goes By&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ebony and Ivory - Stevie Wonder, Paul McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TR0lp44cheY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WQpRdLkUcB8" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKEkmOAAyaY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF226758-01-01-01.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hit the Road Jack - Ray Charles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hey Jude - The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Celine Dion - River Deep Mountain High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q8Tiz6INF7I" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YXG83p2nkHw" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eRbAEV6HZ9U" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wet Wet Wet - love is all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Leo sayer - You make me feel like dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Marvin Gaye - Heard it Through The Grapevine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uix-ybD_CK0" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0J_YwDVTMHE" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/11SZTDGqvA0" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B000005KGA001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As Time Goes By&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must remember this&lt;br /&gt;A kiss is still a kiss&lt;br /&gt;A sigh is just a sigh&lt;br /&gt;The fundamental things apply&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;br /&gt;And when two lovers woo&lt;br /&gt;They still say I love you&lt;br /&gt;On that you can rely&lt;br /&gt;The world will always welcome lovers&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moonlight and lovesongs never out of date&lt;br /&gt;Hearts full of passion, jealousy and hate&lt;br /&gt;Woman needs man&lt;br /&gt;And man must have his mate&lt;br /&gt;That no one can deny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still the same old story&lt;br /&gt;The fight for love and glory&lt;br /&gt;A case of do or die&lt;br /&gt;The world will always welcome lovers&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00000DG1R001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebony and Ivory - Stevie Wonder, Paul McCartney&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebony and ivory live together in perfect harmony&lt;br /&gt;Side by side on my piano keyboard, oh lord, why don't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain:&lt;br /&gt;We all know that people are the same where ever we go&lt;br /&gt;There is good and bad in everyone,&lt;br /&gt;We learn to live, we learn to give&lt;br /&gt;Each other what we need to survive together alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebony and ivory live together in perfect harmony&lt;br /&gt;Side by side on my piano keyboard, oh lord why don't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebony, ivory living in perfect harmony&lt;br /&gt;Ebony, ivory, ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebony and ivory live together in perfect harmony&lt;br /&gt;Side by side on my piano keyboard, oh lord why don't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebony, ivory living in perfect harmony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF211173-01-01-07.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hit the Road Jack - Ray Charles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.)&lt;br /&gt;(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more.)&lt;br /&gt;What you say?&lt;br /&gt;(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.)&lt;br /&gt;(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah Woman, oh woman, don't treat me so mean,&lt;br /&gt;You're the meanest old woman that I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;I guess if you said so&lt;br /&gt;I'd have to pack my things and go. (That's right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.)&lt;br /&gt;(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more.)&lt;br /&gt;What you say?&lt;br /&gt;(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.)&lt;br /&gt;(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now baby, listen baby, don't ya treat me this-a way&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll be back on my feet some day.&lt;br /&gt;(Don't care if you do 'cause it's understood)&lt;br /&gt;(you ain't got no money you just ain't no good.)&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess if you say so&lt;br /&gt;I'd have to pack my things and go. (That's right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.)&lt;br /&gt;(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more.)&lt;br /&gt;What you say?&lt;br /&gt;(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.)&lt;br /&gt;(Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more.)&lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;(don't you come back no more.)&lt;br /&gt;Uh, what you say?&lt;br /&gt;(don't you come back no more.)&lt;br /&gt;I didn't understand you&lt;br /&gt;(don't you come back no more.)&lt;br /&gt;You can't mean that&lt;br /&gt;(don't you come back no more.)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, now baby, please&lt;br /&gt;(don't you come back no more.)&lt;br /&gt;What you tryin' to do to me?&lt;br /&gt;(don't you come back no more.)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't treat me like that&lt;br /&gt;(don't you come back no more.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF229470-01-02-04.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Jude - The Beatles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude, don't make it bad&lt;br /&gt;Take a sad song and make it better&lt;br /&gt;Remember to let her into your heart&lt;br /&gt;Then you can start to make it better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude, don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;You were made to go out and get her&lt;br /&gt;The minute you let her under your skin&lt;br /&gt;The you begin to make it better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anytime you feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude refrain&lt;br /&gt;Don't carry the world upon your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;For well you know that it's a fool&lt;br /&gt;Who plays it cool&lt;br /&gt;By making his world a little colder&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude don't let me down&lt;br /&gt;You have found her, now go and get her&lt;br /&gt;Remember to let get into your heart&lt;br /&gt;Then you can start to make it better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let it out and let it in&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude begin&lt;br /&gt;You're waiting for someone to perform with&lt;br /&gt;And don't you know that it's just you&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude, you'll do&lt;br /&gt;The movement you need is on your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude, don't make it bad&lt;br /&gt;Take a sad song and make it better&lt;br /&gt;Remember to let her under your skin&lt;br /&gt;Then you can begin to make it better&lt;br /&gt;Better, better, better, better, better, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na, na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na na, hey Jude&lt;br /&gt;(15x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF192944-01-02-01.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celine Dion - River Deep Mountain High&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little girl&lt;br /&gt;I had a rag doll&lt;br /&gt;Only doll I've ever owned&lt;br /&gt;Now I love you just the way I loved that rag doll&lt;br /&gt;But only now my love has grown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it gets stronger, in every way&lt;br /&gt;And it gets deeper, let me say&lt;br /&gt;And it gets higher, day by day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do I love you my oh my&lt;br /&gt;Yeh river deep mountain high&lt;br /&gt;If I lost you would I cry&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love you baby, baby, baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were a young boy&lt;br /&gt;Did you have a puppy&lt;br /&gt;That always followed you around&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm gonna be as faithful as that puppy&lt;br /&gt;No I'll never let you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it grows stronger, like a river flows&lt;br /&gt;And it gets bigger baby, and heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;And it gets sweeter baby, as it grows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do I love you my oh my&lt;br /&gt;Yeh river deep, mountain high&lt;br /&gt;If I lost you would I cry&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love you baby, baby, baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby like a flower loves the spring&lt;br /&gt;And I love you baby just like Tina loves to sing&lt;br /&gt;And I love you baby like a school boy loves his pet&lt;br /&gt;And I love you baby, river deep mountain high&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah you've gotta believe me&lt;br /&gt;River Deep, Mountain High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I love you my oh my, oh baby&lt;br /&gt;River deep, mountain high&lt;br /&gt;If I lost you would I cry&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love you baby, baby, baby, ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF230204-01-01-15.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marvin Gaye - Heard it Through The Grapevine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I bet you're wond'rin' how I knew&lt;br /&gt;'bout your plans to make me blue&lt;br /&gt;With some other guy you knew before&lt;br /&gt;Between the two of us guys you know I love you more&lt;br /&gt;It took me by surprise I must say&lt;br /&gt;When I found out yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Dontcha know that I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard it through the grapevine&lt;br /&gt;Not much longer would you be mine&lt;br /&gt;Oh I heard it through the grapevine&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm just about to lose my mind&lt;br /&gt;Honey, honey yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Heard it through the grapevine)&lt;br /&gt;(Not much longer would you be my baby, ooh, ooh, ooh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a man ain't supposed to cry&lt;br /&gt;But these tears I can't hold inside&lt;br /&gt;Losin' you would end my life you see&lt;br /&gt;'cause you mean that much to me&lt;br /&gt;You could have told me yourself&lt;br /&gt;That you love someone else&lt;br /&gt;Instead I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard it through the grapevine&lt;br /&gt;Not much longer would you be mine&lt;br /&gt;Oh I heard it through the grapevine&lt;br /&gt;And I'm just about to lose my mind&lt;br /&gt;Honey, honey yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Heard it through the grapevine)&lt;br /&gt;(Not much longer would you be my baby, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;brief&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say believe half of what you see&lt;br /&gt;Son, and none of what you hear&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help bein' confused&lt;br /&gt;If it's true please tell me dear&lt;br /&gt;Do you plan to let me go&lt;br /&gt;For the other guy you loved before?&lt;br /&gt;Dontcha know I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard it through the grapevine&lt;br /&gt;Not much longer would you be mine&lt;br /&gt;Baby I heard it through the grapevine&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I'm just about to lose my mind&lt;br /&gt;Honey, honey yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Heard it through the grapevine)&lt;br /&gt;(Not much longer would you be my baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, honey, I know&lt;br /&gt;That you're lettin' me go&lt;br /&gt;Said I heard it through the grapevine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FADE&lt;br /&gt;Heard it through the grapevine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-115800158659135886?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/115800158659135886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=115800158659135886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115800158659135886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115800158659135886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/09/assertiveness-beauty-thrillseeking.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-115619251166766081</id><published>2006-08-21T20:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:44:54.436Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today: Bike got a puncture, 3 staff didn't turn up.  Plans changed. The bike is now acting like a zimmer frame.  I got my bro to deliver a bike pump and spare innertube, but i forgot to tell him to bring spanners, tube remover.  Luckily they had all I need at work.  Sadly I got home too late to play with the nephews.  I have, hopefully, repaired my brothers bike and will, inshallah, use it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had great fun with the youngest nephew yesterday.  We went to the cycle track.  He pulled off some of the big bumps yesterday.  He did scuff his knee but never stopped.  He didn't want to leave.  We then walked 200m along a 1.7m wall, which is 15cm wide.  It was great fun and we were soon copied by kids all around.  Getting up and getting down were tricky for me as my groin is still a long way from comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Minnie Ripperton - Lovin You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Can Can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Blue Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;R Kelly - She's Got That Vibe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcVeixRr8Fo" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hkn0y8FbrqY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h3D61PZF9bY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B0000024RD001007/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_007/102-4745712-2328165"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Doris Day: QUE SERA, SERA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF215307-01-01-05.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rainbow - Since You've Been Gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tina Turner - Simply The Best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Frank SINATRA - New York New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2YLsULfQUUE" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tKEUfPsIfog" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jM52Xsvw5NQ" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pet Shop Boys - Opportunities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tears For Fears - Shout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Leo Sayer - When I need You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y35ZyagKaJ4" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jGebunz-KT4" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XdhttgeBgf4" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brotherhood Of Man - Save All Your Kisses For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B1jQDG02RnA" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minnie Ripperton - Lovin You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Loving you is easy 'cause you're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Making love with you is all I wanna do&lt;br /&gt;Loving you is more than just a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I do is out of loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one else can make me feel the colors that you bring&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me while we grow old&lt;br /&gt;And we will live each day in Spring-time&lt;br /&gt;Loving you has made my life so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;And every day of my life is filled with loving you&lt;br /&gt;Loving you I see your soul come shining through&lt;br /&gt;And everytime that we oooh I'm more in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Marcels - Blue Moon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone&lt;br /&gt;Without a dream in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Without a love of my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Moon, you knew just what I was there for&lt;br /&gt;You heard me saying a prayer for&lt;br /&gt;Someone I really could care for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there suddenly appeared before me&lt;br /&gt;The only one my arms will ever hold&lt;br /&gt;I heard somebody whisper, "Please adore me"&lt;br /&gt;And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Moon, now I'm no longer alone&lt;br /&gt;Without a dream in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Without a love of my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B000005KGA001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stevie Wonder - Isn't she lovely?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she lovely&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she wonderfull&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she precious&lt;br /&gt;Less than one minute old&lt;br /&gt;I never thought through love we'd be&lt;br /&gt;Making one as lovely as she&lt;br /&gt;But isn't she lovely made from love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she pretty&lt;br /&gt;Truly the angel's best&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I'm so happy&lt;br /&gt;We have been heaven blessed&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what God has done&lt;br /&gt;through us he's given life to one&lt;br /&gt;But isn't she lovely made from love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she lovely&lt;br /&gt;Life and love are the same&lt;br /&gt;Life is Aisha&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of her name&lt;br /&gt;Londie, it could have not been done&lt;br /&gt;Without you who conceived the one&lt;br /&gt;That's so very lovely made from love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00000DG1R001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rainbow - Since You've Been Gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[INTRO]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whhooaa, whhooaa, whhooaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the same old dreams, same time every night&lt;br /&gt;Fall to the ground and I wake up&lt;br /&gt;So I get out of bed, put on my shoes, and in my head&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts fly back to the break-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These four walls are closing in&lt;br /&gt;Look at the fix you've put me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you been gone, since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta my head, can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Could I be wrong, but since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;You cast the spell, so break it&lt;br /&gt;Oooohhh - Whhooooaaa - Ooooohhh&lt;br /&gt;Since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the night I stand beneath the back street light&lt;br /&gt;I read the words that you sent to me&lt;br /&gt;I can take the afternoon, the night-time comes around too soon&lt;br /&gt;You can't know what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your poison letter, your telegram&lt;br /&gt;Just goes to show you don't give a damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you been gone, since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta my head, can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Could I be wrong, but since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;You cast the spell, so break it&lt;br /&gt;Oooohhh - Whhooooaaa - Ooooohhh&lt;br /&gt;Since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[INTERLUDE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you will come back&lt;br /&gt;Baby you know&lt;br /&gt;You'll never do wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you been gone, since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta my head, can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Could I be wrong, but since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;You cast the spell, so break it&lt;br /&gt;Oooohhh - Whhooooaaa - Ooooohhh&lt;br /&gt;Ever since, you been gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GUITAR SOLO OUTRO]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you been gone, since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta my head, can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Since you been gone, since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[FADE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tina Turner - Simply the best&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call you when I need you, my heart's on fire&lt;br /&gt;You come to me, come to me wild and wild&lt;br /&gt;When you come to me&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything I need&lt;br /&gt;Give me a lifetime of promises and a world of dreams&lt;br /&gt;Speak a language of love like you know what it means&lt;br /&gt;And it can't be wrong&lt;br /&gt;Take my heart and make it strong baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're simply the best, better than all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Better than anyone, anyone I've ever met&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck on your heart, and hang on every word you say&lt;br /&gt;Tear us apart, baby I would rather be dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your heart I see the star of every night and every day&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes I get lost, I get washed away&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as I'm here in your arms&lt;br /&gt;I could be in no better place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're simply the best, better than all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Better than anyone, anyone I've ever met&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck on your heart, and hang on every word you say&lt;br /&gt;Tear us apart, baby I would rather be dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time you leave me I start losing control&lt;br /&gt;You're walking away with my heart and my soul&lt;br /&gt;I can feel you even when I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, don't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pet Shop Boys - Opportunities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've got the brains, you've got the looks&lt;br /&gt;Let's make lots of money&lt;br /&gt;You've got the brawn, I've got the brains&lt;br /&gt;Let's make lots of -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of scheming and messing around with jerks&lt;br /&gt;My car is parked outside, I'm afraid it doesn't work&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a partner, someone who gets things fixed&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself this question: Do you want to be rich?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the brains, you've got the looks&lt;br /&gt;Let's make lots of money&lt;br /&gt;You've got the brawn, I've got the brains&lt;br /&gt;Let's make lots of money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell I'm educated, I studied at the Sorbonne&lt;br /&gt;Doctored in mathematics, I could have been a don&lt;br /&gt;I can program a computer, choose the perfect time&lt;br /&gt;If you've got the inclination, I have got the crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there's a lot of opportunities&lt;br /&gt;If you know when to take them, you know?&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of opportunities&lt;br /&gt;If there aren't, you can make them&lt;br /&gt;Make or break them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the brains, you've got the looks&lt;br /&gt;Let's make lots of money&lt;br /&gt;Let's make lots of -&lt;br /&gt;(Aahhhhh) Money&lt;br /&gt;(Aahhhhh)&lt;br /&gt;(Aahhhhh - Di du da di da bu di ba)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see I'm single-minded, I know what I could be&lt;br /&gt;How'd you feel about it, come and take a walk with me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a partner, regardless of expense&lt;br /&gt;Think about it seriously, you know, it makes sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's (Got the brains)&lt;br /&gt;Make (Got the looks)&lt;br /&gt;Let's make lots of money&lt;br /&gt;(Oohh money)&lt;br /&gt;(Let's) You've got the brawn&lt;br /&gt;(Make) I've got the brains&lt;br /&gt;Let's make lots of money&lt;br /&gt;(Oohh money)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the brains (Got the brains)&lt;br /&gt;You've got the looks (Got the looks)&lt;br /&gt;Let's make lots of money&lt;br /&gt;(Oohh money)&lt;br /&gt;Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tears For Fears - Shout&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;refrain:&lt;br /&gt;Shout (2x)&lt;br /&gt;Let it all out&lt;br /&gt;These are the things I can do without&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to you&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;(2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In violent times&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't have to sell your soul&lt;br /&gt;In black and white&lt;br /&gt;They really really ought to know&lt;br /&gt;Those one track minds&lt;br /&gt;That took you for a working boy&lt;br /&gt;Kiss them goodbye&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't have to jump for joy (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave you life&lt;br /&gt;And in return you gave them Hell&lt;br /&gt;As cold as I ice&lt;br /&gt;I hope we live to tell the tale. (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you've taken down your guard&lt;br /&gt;If I could change your mind&lt;br /&gt;I'd really love to break your heart (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain (3x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leo Sayer - When I need You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When I need you&lt;br /&gt;I just close my eyes and I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;And all that I so wanna give you&lt;br /&gt;It's only a heartbeat away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I need love&lt;br /&gt;I hold out my hands and I touch love&lt;br /&gt;I never knew there was so much love&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me warm night and day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles and miles of empty space in between us&lt;br /&gt;The telephone can't take the place of your smile&lt;br /&gt;But you know I won't be travelin' forever&lt;br /&gt;It's cold out but hold out and do I like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I need you&lt;br /&gt;I just close my eyes and I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;And all that I so wanna give you babe&lt;br /&gt;It's only a heartbeat away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy when the road is your driver&lt;br /&gt;Honey that's a heavy load that we bear&lt;br /&gt;But you know I won't be traveling a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;It's cold out but hold out and do like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I need love&lt;br /&gt;I hold out my hands and I touch love&lt;br /&gt;I never knew there was so much love&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me warm night and day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I need you&lt;br /&gt;Just close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And you're right here by my side&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me warm night and day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hold out my hands&lt;br /&gt;I just hold out my hand&lt;br /&gt;And I'm with you darlin'&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm with you darlin'&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna give you&lt;br /&gt;It's only a heartbeat away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I need you darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brotherhood of man - Save all your kisses for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it hurts to go away&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible to stay&lt;br /&gt;But there's one thing I must say before I go&lt;br /&gt;I love You --you know&lt;br /&gt;I'll be thinking of You in most everything I do&lt;br /&gt;Now the time is moving on&lt;br /&gt;And I really should be gone&lt;br /&gt;But You keep me hanging on for one more smile&lt;br /&gt;I love You --all the while&lt;br /&gt;With your cute little way&lt;br /&gt;Will You promise that you'll save your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses for me&lt;br /&gt;Save all your kisses for me&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye baby bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry honey don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Gonna walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;But I'll soon be back for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses for me&lt;br /&gt;Save all your kisses for me&lt;br /&gt;So long honey so long&lt;br /&gt;Hang on baby hang on&lt;br /&gt;Don't You dare me to stay&lt;br /&gt;Cause You know I'll have to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I've got to work each day&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I go away&lt;br /&gt;But I count the seconds till I'm home with You&lt;br /&gt;I love You --it's true&lt;br /&gt;You're so cute honey -gee&lt;br /&gt;Won't You save them up for me -your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses for me&lt;br /&gt;Save all your kisses for me&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye baby bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry honey don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Gonna walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;But I'll soon be back for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses for me&lt;br /&gt;Save all your kisses for me&lt;br /&gt;So long honey so long&lt;br /&gt;Hang on baby hang on&lt;br /&gt;Don't you dare me to stay&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know&lt;br /&gt;You've got to save your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses for me&lt;br /&gt;Save all your kisses for me&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye baby bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry honey don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Won't You save them for me&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're only three... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-115619251166766081?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/115619251166766081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=115619251166766081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115619251166766081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115619251166766081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-bike-got-puncture-3-staff-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-115609967595047197</id><published>2006-08-20T18:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-11T18:51:25.690Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MANA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do do dooorooooo rooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Need a HEAD JOB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Queen- Don't Stop Me Now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Status Quo - Rockin' All Over The World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;R Kelly - She's Got That Vibe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kdVdNnXiQTc" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AZX4P11sq2I" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xNl-i2juNU0" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF215307-01-01-05.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amazing Grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;James Bond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Queen - Radio Ga Ga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWZPfXMfMuc" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8cM8t0PbuA" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VWnoVsCiXVM" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mana Mana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Madeira-Funchal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Who said that HOT girls are not FUNNY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/07gfXxixftY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0J_YwDVTMHE" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aCiYZDgZcXQ" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B000005KGA001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R Kelly - She's Got that Vibe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A yo R. Kelly&lt;br /&gt;What's up man&lt;br /&gt;You been spending a lot of time with this girl man&lt;br /&gt;I don't know man&lt;br /&gt;She just got that vibe you know what I'm saying&lt;br /&gt;Aiight tell em the script&lt;br /&gt;Aiight bet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vibe, vibe, vibe&lt;br /&gt;You've got that vibe&lt;br /&gt;Vibe, vibe, vibe&lt;br /&gt;You've, you've, you've got that&lt;br /&gt;Vibe, vibe, vibe&lt;br /&gt;Girl you've got&lt;br /&gt;That vibe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, stop the press&lt;br /&gt;Girl you turn me on&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I could take you home&lt;br /&gt;I must confess&lt;br /&gt;The tight mini-skirt you wear&lt;br /&gt;I just can't help it baby&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but stare&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;Tell the dj&lt;br /&gt;To pump it up a little more&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let you know&lt;br /&gt;That you've got that vibe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one o'clock&lt;br /&gt;And the party's just beginning&lt;br /&gt;The place is jumping&lt;br /&gt;Ooh what a lovely scene&lt;br /&gt;Gotta let you know&lt;br /&gt;Let you know the deal&lt;br /&gt;I want you now baby&lt;br /&gt;And I'm for real&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;Tell the dj&lt;br /&gt;To pump it up a little more&lt;br /&gt;Now baby&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let you know that&lt;br /&gt;You've got that vibe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;How would you like to get&lt;br /&gt;A piece of this pie&lt;br /&gt;- You could be my girl&lt;br /&gt;And I could be your guy&lt;br /&gt;Yeah cuddle me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm your teddy bear&lt;br /&gt;There isn't that nice&lt;br /&gt;You'll have no fear yo&lt;br /&gt;- Kiss me you fool&lt;br /&gt;And make me melt like butter&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to sayin' I love you&lt;br /&gt;I won't st-st-st-stuttter&lt;br /&gt;I'll turn you on like a neon light&lt;br /&gt;Make everything alright&lt;br /&gt;Like in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;Yo when you need somebody to love you&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Like flintstones we'll have a yabbadabbadoo&lt;br /&gt;Kiss and caress you and hold you&lt;br /&gt;And my word is born&lt;br /&gt;Yo P. A.&lt;br /&gt;- Wassup&lt;br /&gt;She's got that vibe huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it with me baby&lt;br /&gt;Sing it with me baby&lt;br /&gt;She's got that vibe (8x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're looking good&lt;br /&gt;Feels so nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joann's got it&lt;br /&gt;Leonice has got it&lt;br /&gt;Theresa's got it&lt;br /&gt;Tonia's got it&lt;br /&gt;I tell ya Cheryl's got it&lt;br /&gt;Boy I tell you&lt;br /&gt;Betty's got it&lt;br /&gt;Chip has got it&lt;br /&gt;And Ann's got it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta let you know&lt;br /&gt;You've got that vibe&lt;br /&gt;C'mon baby&lt;br /&gt;Go to work on me&lt;br /&gt;Go to work on me&lt;br /&gt;Go to work on me&lt;br /&gt;Go to work on me babe&lt;br /&gt;Go to work on me&lt;br /&gt;Go to work on me&lt;br /&gt;Vibe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00000DG1R001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amazing Grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing grace&lt;br /&gt;How sweet the sound&lt;br /&gt;That saved a wretch like me&lt;br /&gt;I once was lost&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm found&lt;br /&gt;Was blind but now I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Twas grace that taught&lt;br /&gt;My heart to fear&lt;br /&gt;And grace that fear relieved&lt;br /&gt;How precious did&lt;br /&gt;That grace appear&lt;br /&gt;The hour I first believed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through many dangers&lt;br /&gt;Toils and snares&lt;br /&gt;I have already come&lt;br /&gt;'Twas grace that brought me&lt;br /&gt;Safely thus far&lt;br /&gt;And grace will lead me home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when this heart&lt;br /&gt;And flesh shall fail&lt;br /&gt;And mortal life shall cease&lt;br /&gt;I shall possess&lt;br /&gt;Within the vail&lt;br /&gt;A life of joy and peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF169083-01-01-13.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queen - Radio Ga Ga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radio I'd sit alone and watch your light&lt;br /&gt;My only friend through teenage nights&lt;br /&gt;And ev'rything I had to know&lt;br /&gt;I heard it on my radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave them all those old time stars&lt;br /&gt;Through wars of worlds - invaded by Mars&lt;br /&gt;You made 'em laugh - you made 'em cry&lt;br /&gt;You made us feel like we could fly&lt;br /&gt;Radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't become some background noise&lt;br /&gt;A backdrop for the girls and boys&lt;br /&gt;Who just don't know or just don't care&lt;br /&gt;And just complain when you're not there&lt;br /&gt;You had your time you had the power&lt;br /&gt;You've yet to have your finest hour&lt;br /&gt;Radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we hear is Radio ga ga&lt;br /&gt;Radio goo goo&lt;br /&gt;Radio ga ga&lt;br /&gt;All we hear is Radio ga ga&lt;br /&gt;Radio blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Radio what's new?&lt;br /&gt;Radio someone still loves you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watch the shows - we watch the stars&lt;br /&gt;On videos for hours and hours&lt;br /&gt;We hardly need to use our ears&lt;br /&gt;How music changes through the years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope you never leave old friend&lt;br /&gt;Like all good things on you we depend&lt;br /&gt;So stick around cos we might miss you&lt;br /&gt;When we grow tired of all this visual&lt;br /&gt;You had your time you had the power&lt;br /&gt;You've yet to have your finest hour&lt;br /&gt;Radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we hear is Radio ga ga&lt;br /&gt;Radio goo goo&lt;br /&gt;Radio ga ga&lt;br /&gt;All we hear is Radio ga ga&lt;br /&gt;Radio goo goo&lt;br /&gt;Radio ga ga&lt;br /&gt;All we hear is Radio ga ga&lt;br /&gt;Radio blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Radio what's new?&lt;br /&gt;Someone still loves you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radio ga ga&lt;br /&gt;Radio ga ga&lt;br /&gt;Radio ga ga&lt;br /&gt;Radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had your time you had the power&lt;br /&gt;You've yet to have your finest hour&lt;br /&gt;Radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B0002M5U88001007/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_007/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queen- Don't Stop Me Now"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time&lt;br /&gt;I feel alive and the world it's turning inside out Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I'm floating around in ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;So don't stop me now don't stop me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm having a good time having a good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies&lt;br /&gt;Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity&lt;br /&gt;I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go go go&lt;br /&gt;There's no stopping me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning through the skies Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Two hundred degrees&lt;br /&gt;That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit&lt;br /&gt;I'm trav'ling at the speed of light&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make a supersonic man of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now I'm having such a good time&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a ball don't stop me now&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna have a good time just give me a call&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now ('Cause I'm having a good time)&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now (Yes I'm having a good time)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to stop at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars&lt;br /&gt;On a collision course&lt;br /&gt;I am a satellite I'm out of control&lt;br /&gt;I am a sex machine ready to reload&lt;br /&gt;Like an atom bomb about to&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh explode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning through the skies Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Two hundred degrees&lt;br /&gt;That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit&lt;br /&gt;I'm trav'ling at the speed of light&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make a supersonic woman out of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me don't stop me don't stop me&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey!&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me don't stop me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh ooh (I like it)&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me have a good time good time&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me don't stop me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh Alright&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning through the skies Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Two hundred degrees&lt;br /&gt;That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit&lt;br /&gt;I'm trav'ling at the speed of light&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make a supersonic woman of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now I'm having such a good time&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a ball don't stop me now&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna have a good time&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a call&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now ('Cause I'm having a good time)&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now (Yes I'm having a good time)&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna stop at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la laaaa&lt;br /&gt;La la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la laa laa laa laaa&lt;br /&gt;La la laa la la la la la laaa hey!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-115602572511984509</id><published>2006-08-19T21:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-20T18:41:19.046Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday - Sunshine on a Rainy Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent half the day checking out bikes. My back up bike is coming to the end of its life. Body part on it are beginning to fail. The chain is coming off more frequently. It appears the front cogs have worn away and become triangles (instead of trapezoids). Square part have rounded off. I now only have 2 operating gears on the backup bike. I have to accelerate with care lest the chain pop off with the power surge generated by SUPERTHIGHS :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried a MARIN, and could not get on with it. I tried a TREK 7100 with front suspension and felt home again. I negotiated a good, at least familiar price. However I did not purchase it today.&lt;br /&gt;I cycled over to another bicycle shop and tried out a RIDGEBACK VELOCITY and again it felt good but they would not negotiate on price. I then tried a GARY FISHER bike and again found it a good ride.&lt;br /&gt;So I am left to ponder. Obviously the more you pay the better the parts you get. I am tending towards the TREK, as I have experienced its worthiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one of the kids over today. He is 6 and is CUTENESS epitomised. He also loves cuddles and has a constant smile and grin on him. He sees the best in everyone. We get on really well. The older kids are starting to look for peers to play with. The eldest, at 11, gets bored here now and misses playing with his local friends. So today he is at his friends. The middle child is spending a day with other relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather meant we spent most of the afternoon and evening inside. Tomorrow has arrived but he is asleep, though he did wake up having suffered a bad dream. He asked for a glass of water. I asked him if he remembered the bad dream - he'd already forgotten the content of the dream. Isn't the brain a funny organ, you are left with the knowledge "it was a bad dream".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:50;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY S&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;U&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; S&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;GS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:50;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;E AR&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; A L&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;ST OF TODAY'&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; TR&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;CK&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B0000024RD001007/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_007/102-4745712-2328165"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Doris Day: QUE SERA, SERA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Clarence 'Frogman' Henry - I Don't Know Why I Love You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Black Beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/st-b__kHnuk" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qPTw4o7VldA" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l8GtDIV0hgE" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬Rimes¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬Funny¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF184930-01-02-15.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cher-The Shoop Shoop Song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Spinners - Workin My Way Back To You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hawaii Five-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e4FjZpK8WSM" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B_Ix8I9iOXk" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/54S45k647WU" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬Lplyr¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B0000024RD001007/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_007/102-4745712-2328165"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doris Day: QUE SERA, SERA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When I was just a little girl,&lt;br /&gt;I asked my mother, "What will I be?&lt;br /&gt;Will I be pretty?&lt;br /&gt;Will I be rich?"&lt;br /&gt;Here's what she said to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Que sera, sera,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be, will be;&lt;br /&gt;The future's not ours to see.&lt;br /&gt;Que sera, sera,&lt;br /&gt;What will be, will be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was just a child in school,&lt;br /&gt;I asked my teacher, "What will I try?&lt;br /&gt;Should I paint pictures"&lt;br /&gt;Should I sing songs?"&lt;br /&gt;This was her wise reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Que sera, sera,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be, will be;&lt;br /&gt;The future's not ours to see.&lt;br /&gt;Que sera, sera,&lt;br /&gt;What will be, will be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grew up and fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;I asked my sweetheart, "What lies ahead?&lt;br /&gt;Will we have rainbows&lt;br /&gt;Day after day?"&lt;br /&gt;Here's what my sweetheart said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Que sera, sera,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be, will be;&lt;br /&gt;The future's not ours to see.&lt;br /&gt;Que sera, sera,&lt;br /&gt;What will be, will be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have Children of my own.&lt;br /&gt;They ask their mother, "What will I be?"&lt;br /&gt;Will I be handsome?&lt;br /&gt;Will I be rich?"&lt;br /&gt;I tell them tenderly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Que sera, sera,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be, will be;&lt;br /&gt;The future's not ours to see.&lt;br /&gt;Que sera, sera,&lt;br /&gt;What will be, will be.&lt;br /&gt;Que Sera, Sera!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Spinners - Workin My Way Back To You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh...ooh...ooh...&lt;br /&gt;Ooh...ooh...ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep working my way back to you, babe&lt;br /&gt;With a burning love inside&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm workin' my way back to you, babe&lt;br /&gt;And the happiness that died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let it get away&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;(Been paying every day)&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were so in love with me&lt;br /&gt;I played around like I was free&lt;br /&gt;Thought I could have my cake and eat it too&lt;br /&gt;But how I cried over losing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I'm down and out&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't about to go living my life without you&lt;br /&gt;Hey, every day I made you cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll pay and, girl, till the day I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep workin' my way back to you, babe&lt;br /&gt;With a burnin' love inside&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm workin' my way back to you, babe&lt;br /&gt;And the happiness that died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let it get away&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;(Been payin' every day)&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I used to love to make you cry&lt;br /&gt;It made me feel like a man inside&lt;br /&gt;If I had been a man in reality&lt;br /&gt;You'd be here, baby, loving me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my nights are long and lonely&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't too proud, babe, I just miss you so&lt;br /&gt;Girl, but you're too proud and you won't give in&lt;br /&gt;But when I think about all I could win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep working my way back to you, babe&lt;br /&gt;With a burning love inside&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm workin' my way back to you, babe&lt;br /&gt;And the happiness that died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let it get away&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;(Been payin' every day)&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You, you, babe)&lt;br /&gt;My road is kind of long&lt;br /&gt;(You, you, babe)&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta get back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I'm really sorry for actin' that way&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry, ooh, little girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry for throwin' away our love, sweet little girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry for makin' you cry&lt;br /&gt;I really mean it, don't you hear me talkin' to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry for telling you lies for so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, please, forgive me, girl, come on (Give me a chance)&lt;br /&gt;Won't you forgive me, girl, hey, (Let's have romance)&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, forgive me, girl (Let's try again)&lt;br /&gt;Come on, forgive me, girl&lt;br /&gt;I want you over and over and over and over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you give me one more try&lt;br /&gt;If you don't I believe I'll die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for actin' that way&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry, little bitty girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry for throwin' away our love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, baby, forgive me, girl, oh (Give me a chance)&lt;br /&gt;Won't you forgive me, girl, hey (Let's have romance)&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me, girl (Let's try again)&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, girl&lt;br /&gt;I want you over and over and over and over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep working my way back to you, babe&lt;br /&gt;With a burnin' love inside&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm workin' my way back to you, babe&lt;br /&gt;And the happiness that died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let it get away&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;(Payin' every day)&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep working my way back to you, babe&lt;br /&gt;Oh... yeah (Burning love inside)&lt;br /&gt;I keep workin' my way back to you, babe&lt;br /&gt;And the happiness that died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let it get away&lt;br /&gt;(Do, do, do, do, do)&lt;br /&gt;Paying every day&lt;br /&gt;(Do, do, do, do, do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep working my way back to you, babe&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... (Burning love inside)&lt;br /&gt;(Working my way back to you, babe)&lt;br /&gt;And the happiness that died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-115602572511984509?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/115602572511984509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=115602572511984509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115602572511984509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115602572511984509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/08/saturday-sunshine-on-rainy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-115594827959447292</id><published>2006-08-18T23:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-19T21:25:57.906Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When you are ready to come home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You will be welcome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(TNG 05x13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B000046PVJ001008/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_008/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Leo Sayer - How Much Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rod Stewart - Da Ya Think I'm Sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OglWLho-urQ" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4XnSjnqQXwA" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_V1n6DZexIY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬SAD¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Duran Duran - The Reflex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;THE BLUES BROTHERS - RAWHIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pet Shop Boys - What Have I Done To Deserve This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xV30vPxEhZo" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qe2o9iqtfos" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sN3B6giVLe8" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬RAS¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rock a bye Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;IMAGINATION - BODY TALK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Small Faces - Lazy Sunday Afternoon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Jk5swoOBnk" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0pB5DxP3MKE" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YZqkJctb3Co" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEO SAYER - HOW MUCH LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How much love do you need&lt;br /&gt;Before you give your love to me&lt;br /&gt;How much time before it grows&lt;br /&gt;How much love I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do&lt;br /&gt;What can I say&lt;br /&gt;The last thing I want&lt;br /&gt;Is to drive you away&lt;br /&gt;How much love does it take&lt;br /&gt;How much love for heaven sake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much love, how much love&lt;br /&gt;Do I rush right in or do I hesitate&lt;br /&gt;How much love&lt;br /&gt;How much love, how much love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I tryin' too hard&lt;br /&gt;Give me some kind of clue&lt;br /&gt;There must be a way to get through to you&lt;br /&gt;Should I come on strong or do I hesitate&lt;br /&gt;Do I rush right in or do I wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much love, how much love&lt;br /&gt;Do I rush right in or do I hesitate&lt;br /&gt;How much love&lt;br /&gt;How much love, how much love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so much love&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where to begin&lt;br /&gt;I'm pleadin' with you babe&lt;br /&gt;You gotta give in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rod Stewart - Da ya think I'm sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sugar, Sugar, mmm Ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sits alone waiting for suggestions&lt;br /&gt;he's so nervous avoiding all the questions.&lt;br /&gt;His lips are dry her heart is gently pounding&lt;br /&gt;don't you just know exactly what they're thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want my body and you think I'm sexy&lt;br /&gt;come on sugar let me know.&lt;br /&gt;If you really need me just reach out and touch me&lt;br /&gt;come on honey tell me so.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me so, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's acting shy looking for an answer,&lt;br /&gt;Come on honey, let's spend the night together,&lt;br /&gt;Now hold on a minute before we go much further,&lt;br /&gt;Give me a dime so I can 'phone my mother,&lt;br /&gt;They catch a cab to his high rise apartment,&lt;br /&gt;At last he can tell her exactly what his heart meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want my body and you think I'm sexy&lt;br /&gt;come on honey tell me so.&lt;br /&gt;If you really need me just reach out and touch me&lt;br /&gt;come on sugar let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His heart's beating like a drum&lt;br /&gt;'cos at last he's got his girl home&lt;br /&gt;relax baby now we are alone&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wake at dawn 'cos all the birds are singing,&lt;br /&gt;Two total strangers but that ain't what they're thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Outside it's cold misty and it's raining,&lt;br /&gt;They got each other neither one's complaining,&lt;br /&gt;He say's I sorry but I'm out of milk and coffee,&lt;br /&gt;Never mind sugar we can watch the early movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want my body and you think I'm sexy&lt;br /&gt;come on sugar let me know.&lt;br /&gt;If you really need me just reach out and touch me&lt;br /&gt;come on honey tell me so.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, .... , Sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really need me just reach out and touch me&lt;br /&gt;come on sugar let me know.&lt;br /&gt;If you really, really, really, really need me&lt;br /&gt;just let me know&lt;br /&gt;just reach out and touch me, mmm&lt;br /&gt;If you really want me&lt;br /&gt;just reach out and touch me&lt;br /&gt;come on sugar let me know&lt;br /&gt;If you really need me just reach out and touch me&lt;br /&gt;come on sugar let me know&lt;br /&gt;if you, if you, if you really need me&lt;br /&gt;just come on and tell me so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE BLUES BROTHERS - RAWHIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rollin' rollin' rollin'&lt;br /&gt;Rollin' rollin' rollin'&lt;br /&gt;Rollin' rollin' rollin'&lt;br /&gt;Rollin' rollin' rollin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rollin' rollin' rollin'&lt;br /&gt;Though the streams are swollen&lt;br /&gt;Keep them doggies rolling&lt;br /&gt;Rawhide&lt;br /&gt;Rain and wind and weather&lt;br /&gt;Hell bent for leather&lt;br /&gt;Wishing my girl was by my side&lt;br /&gt;All the things I'm missin'&lt;br /&gt;Good victuals, love and kissin'&lt;br /&gt;are waiting at the end of my ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move 'em on (Head 'em up)&lt;br /&gt;Head 'em up (Move 'em up)&lt;br /&gt;Move 'em on (Head 'em up)&lt;br /&gt;Rawhide&lt;br /&gt;Cut 'em out (Ride 'em in)&lt;br /&gt;Ride 'em in (Cut 'em out)&lt;br /&gt;Cut 'em out (Ride 'em in)&lt;br /&gt;Rawhide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep movin' movin' movin'&lt;br /&gt;Though their disapprovin'&lt;br /&gt;Keep them doggies moving&lt;br /&gt;Rawhide&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to understand them&lt;br /&gt;Just rope, throw and brand them&lt;br /&gt;Soon we'll be living high and wide&lt;br /&gt;My heart's calculating&lt;br /&gt;My true love will be waiting&lt;br /&gt;be waiting at the end of my ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move 'em up (Head 'em up)&lt;br /&gt;Head 'em up (Move 'em on)&lt;br /&gt;Move 'em on (Head 'em up)&lt;br /&gt;Rawhide&lt;br /&gt;Cut 'em out (Ride 'em in)&lt;br /&gt;Ride 'em in (Cut 'em out)&lt;br /&gt;Cut 'em out (Ride 'em in)&lt;br /&gt;Rawhide&lt;br /&gt;Yah!&lt;br /&gt;Move 'em on (Head 'em up)&lt;br /&gt;Head 'em up (Move 'em on)&lt;br /&gt;Move 'em on (Head 'em up)&lt;br /&gt;Rawhide&lt;br /&gt;Cut 'em out (Ride 'em in)&lt;br /&gt;Ride 'em in (Cut 'em out)&lt;br /&gt;Cut 'em out (Ride 'em in)&lt;br /&gt;Rawhide&lt;br /&gt;Yah!&lt;br /&gt;Rollin' rollin' rollin'&lt;br /&gt;Rollin' rollin' rollin'&lt;br /&gt;Yah!&lt;br /&gt;Rollin' rollin' rollin'&lt;br /&gt;Rollin' rollin' rollin'&lt;br /&gt;Yah!&lt;br /&gt;Rawhide&lt;br /&gt;Yah! Rawhide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF210770-01-01-05.mp3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pet Shop Boys - What have i done to deserve this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You always wanted a lover&lt;br /&gt;I only wanted a job&lt;br /&gt;I've always worked for my living&lt;br /&gt;How am I gonna get through?&lt;br /&gt;How am I gonna get through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come here looking for money&lt;br /&gt;(Got to have it)&lt;br /&gt;And end up living with love, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Now you left me with nothing&lt;br /&gt;(Can't take it)&lt;br /&gt;How am I gonna get through?&lt;br /&gt;How am I gonna get through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought you drinks, I brought you flowers&lt;br /&gt;I read you books and talked for hours&lt;br /&gt;Every day, so many drinks&lt;br /&gt;Such pretty flowers, so tell me&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you went away I've been hanging around&lt;br /&gt;I've been wondering why I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;You went away, it should make me feel better&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know, oh&lt;br /&gt;How I'm gonna get through?&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;How I'm gonna get through?&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always wanted me to be something I wasn't&lt;br /&gt;You always wanted too much, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Now I can do what I want to - forever&lt;br /&gt;How am I gonna get through?&lt;br /&gt;How am I gonna get through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, the people come and go&lt;br /&gt;They talk too fast, and walk too slow&lt;br /&gt;Chasing time from hour to hour&lt;br /&gt;I pour the drinks and crush the flowers&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you went away I've been hanging around&lt;br /&gt;I've been wondering why I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;You went away, it should make me feel better&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know, oh&lt;br /&gt;How I'm gonna get through? (baby)&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;How I'm gonna get through? (baby)&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;How I'm gonna get through? (baby)&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;How I'm gonna get through? (tell me)&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;How I'm gonna get through? (baby)&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;How I'm gonna get through? (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get through?&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get through?&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get through, right?&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have to fall apart, we don't have to fight&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;We don't need to go to hell and back every night&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;You never ever left me, baby, think of me...&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, babe&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have to fall apart, we don't have to fight&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;We don't need to go to hell and back every night&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get through, baby, I'm gonna get&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get through, baby, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get through, get through, baby, ooh&lt;br /&gt;What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Rock-a-bye, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rock-a-bye, baby&lt;br /&gt;In the treetop&lt;br /&gt;When the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;The cradle will rock&lt;br /&gt;When the bough breaks&lt;br /&gt;The cradle will fall&lt;br /&gt;And down will come baby&lt;br /&gt;Cradle and all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby is drowsing&lt;br /&gt;Cosy and fair&lt;br /&gt;Mother sits near&lt;br /&gt;In her rocking chair&lt;br /&gt;Forward and back&lt;br /&gt;The cradle she swings&lt;br /&gt;And though baby sleeps&lt;br /&gt;He hears what she sings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the high rooftops&lt;br /&gt;Down to the sea&lt;br /&gt;No one's as dear&lt;br /&gt;As baby to me&lt;br /&gt;Wee little fingers&lt;br /&gt;Eyes wide and bright&lt;br /&gt;Now sound asleep&lt;br /&gt;Until morning light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Imagination - Body Talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, afternoon, and night&lt;br /&gt;We lay together side by side&lt;br /&gt;Searchin' for lust&lt;br /&gt;Searchin' for breath&lt;br /&gt;Searchin' for the touch of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words are spoken&lt;br /&gt;the only sound we hear&lt;br /&gt;is body talk, body talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heat of passion is such&lt;br /&gt;a beautiful thing as it overflows&lt;br /&gt;Pleasure grows all the dreams it can bring&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, your lips in my eyes and gentle sighs&lt;br /&gt;With body talk, body talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool and kind, so soft and pure, a touching moment&lt;br /&gt;Heated feelings once explode, but have melted&lt;br /&gt;We were two souls torn apart with bitter ages&lt;br /&gt;Through expression not aggression, we have become one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body talk, body talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool and kind, so soft and pure, a touching moment&lt;br /&gt;Heated feelings once explode, but have melted&lt;br /&gt;We are two souls torn apart with bitter ages&lt;br /&gt;Through expression not aggression, we have become one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searchin' for lust&lt;br /&gt;Searchin' for breath&lt;br /&gt;Searchin' for the touch of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words are spoken&lt;br /&gt;the only sound we hear&lt;br /&gt;is body talk, body talk, body talk, body talk, body talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baa dee daa dee baa ree ree daa&lt;br /&gt;[Body Talk] Ooh Now sugar&lt;br /&gt;[Body Talk] Aah aah aah&lt;br /&gt;[Body Talk] Oh ah&lt;br /&gt;[Body Talk] Baa dee dee daa&lt;br /&gt;[Body Talk] Ooh body to body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMALL FACES - LAZY SUNDAY AFTERNOON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice to get on with me neighbors&lt;br /&gt;But they make it very clear they've got no room for ravers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stop me from groovin, they bang on me wall&lt;br /&gt;They're doin me crust in it's no good at all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy sunday afternoon, I've got no mind to worry, close my eyes and&lt;br /&gt;Drift away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we all are sittin in a rainbow(do do do do)&lt;br /&gt;Cor blimey hallo missus Jones hows your Berts lumbago?&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing you a song with no words and no tune&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing at your party while you suss out the moon, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy sunday afternoon, I got no mind to worry,&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes and drift away, yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aroo de do de do aroo de do de di day&lt;br /&gt;Aroo de do de dum aree de de do dee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres no one to hear me, theres nothin to say,&lt;br /&gt;And no one can stop me from feelin this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy sunday afternoon I've got no mind to worry&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes and drift away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy sunday afternoon I've got no mind to worry&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes and drift a-&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes and drift away&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes and drift away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-115594827959447292?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/115594827959447292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=115594827959447292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115594827959447292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115594827959447292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-you-are-ready-to-come-homeyou.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-115583723303404695</id><published>2006-08-17T17:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-19T21:45:13.436Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vibes - Vibes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;If it wern't for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.............I'd never know what to do tomorrow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tina Turner - What's Love Got To Do With It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dexys Midnight Runners - Come On Eileen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Specials - Ghost Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C9QqLRXJHAY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8lkxf6kpgLM" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/28TeUbYvXS0" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/gp/music/clipserve/B000000DAC001006/1/ref=mu_sam_ra001_006/701-7791542-6153156"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four Seasons - "Oh What A Night" (1994)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Joan Armatrading - Drop The Pilot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eurythmics - Missionary man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f68PXPYVD8c" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MkVY4DLw1sI" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WbkC69pwuQs" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Culture Club - Karma Chameleon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;MC HAMMER - U CAN'T TOUCH THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B000005Z5V001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;CAN'T TOUCH THIS(SPOOF)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/59Bp6KMyrYs" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vPj5A4BAkdE" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NrEAzDyl0ns" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tina Turner - What's love got to do with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must understand how the touch of your hand&lt;br /&gt;Makes my pulse react&lt;br /&gt;That it's only the thrill of boy meeting girl&lt;br /&gt;Opposites attract&lt;br /&gt;It's physical&lt;br /&gt;Only logical&lt;br /&gt;You must try to ignore that it means more than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's love got to do, got to do with it&lt;br /&gt;What's love but a second hand emotion&lt;br /&gt;What's love got to do, got to do with it&lt;br /&gt;Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem to you that I'm acting confused&lt;br /&gt;When you're close to me&lt;br /&gt;If I tend to look dazed I've read it someplace&lt;br /&gt;I've got cause to be&lt;br /&gt;There's a name for it&lt;br /&gt;There's a phrase that fits&lt;br /&gt;But whatever the reason you do it for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's love got to do, got to do with it&lt;br /&gt;What's love but a second hand emotion&lt;br /&gt;What's love got to do, got to do with it&lt;br /&gt;Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been taking on a new direction&lt;br /&gt;But I have to say&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about my own protection&lt;br /&gt;It scares me to feel this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(What's love got to do, got to do with it&lt;br /&gt;What's love but a second hand emotion&lt;br /&gt;What's love got to do, got to do with it&lt;br /&gt;Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's love got to do, got to do with it&lt;br /&gt;What's love but a sweet old fashioned notion&lt;br /&gt;What's love got to do, got to do with it&lt;br /&gt;Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dexys Midnight Runners - Come On Eileen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Poor old Johnny Ray&lt;br /&gt;Sounded sad upon the radio&lt;br /&gt;He moved a million hearts in mono&lt;br /&gt;Our mothers cried and sang along and who'd blame them&lt;br /&gt;Now you're grown, so grown, now I must say more than ever&lt;br /&gt;Go toora loora toora loo rye aye&lt;br /&gt;And we can sing just like our fathers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Eileen, well I swear (what he means)&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;With you in that dress my thoughts I confess&lt;br /&gt;Verge on dirty&lt;br /&gt;Ah come on Eileen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people round here wear beaten down eyes&lt;br /&gt;Sunk in smoke dried faces&lt;br /&gt;They're so resigned to what their fate is&lt;br /&gt;But not us, no not us&lt;br /&gt;We are far too young and clever&lt;br /&gt;Eileen I'll sing this tune forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Eileen well I swear (what he means)&lt;br /&gt;Ah come on, let's take off everything&lt;br /&gt;That pretty red dress Eileen (tell him yes)&lt;br /&gt;Ah come on Eileen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ghost Town Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This town, is coming like a ghost town&lt;br /&gt;All the clubs have been closed down&lt;br /&gt;This place, is coming like a ghost town&lt;br /&gt;Bands won't play no more&lt;br /&gt;too much fighting on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the good old days&lt;br /&gt;Before the ghost town?&lt;br /&gt;We danced and sang,&lt;br /&gt;And the music played inna de boomtown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This town, is coming like a ghost town&lt;br /&gt;Why must the youth fight against themselves?&lt;br /&gt;Government leaving the youth on the shelf&lt;br /&gt;This place, is coming like a ghost town&lt;br /&gt;No job to be found in this country&lt;br /&gt;Can't go on no more&lt;br /&gt;The people getting angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This town, is coming like a ghost town&lt;br /&gt;This town, is coming like a ghost town&lt;br /&gt;This town, is coming like a ghost town&lt;br /&gt;This town, is coming like a ghost town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Four seasons - December 1963 (Oh what a night)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh, what a night, late December back in '63&lt;br /&gt;What a very special time for me&lt;br /&gt;As I remember what a night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night,&lt;br /&gt;You know I didn't even know her name&lt;br /&gt;But I was never gonna be the same&lt;br /&gt;What a lady, what a night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got a funny feeling when she walked in the room&lt;br /&gt;And I, as I recall it ended much too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night,&lt;br /&gt;Hypnotizing, mesmerizing me&lt;br /&gt;She was everything I dreamed she'd be&lt;br /&gt;Sweet surrender, what a night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a rush like a rolling bolt of thunder&lt;br /&gt;Straining my head around and taking my body under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh what a night!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got a funny feeling when she walked in the room&lt;br /&gt;And I, as I recall it ended much too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night! Doo dit doo dit dit doo dit doo dit dit&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night! Doo dit doo dit dit doo dit doo dit dit&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night! Doo dit doo dit dit doo dit doo dit dit&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night! Doo dit doo dit dit doo dit doo dit dit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night,&lt;br /&gt;Why'd it take so long to see the light?&lt;br /&gt;Seemed so wrong, but now it seems so right&lt;br /&gt;What a lady, what a night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a rush like a rolling bolt of thunder&lt;br /&gt;Straining my head around and taking my body under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh what a night!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a rush like a rolling bolt of thunder&lt;br /&gt;Straining my head around and taking my body under&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night! Doo dit doo dit dit doo dit doo dit dit&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night! Doo dit doo dit dit doo dit doo dit dit&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night! Doo dit doo dit dit doo dit doo dit dit&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night! Doo dit doo dit dit doo dit doo dit dit&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night! Doo dit doo dit dit doo dit doo dit dit&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night! Doo dit doo dit dit doo dit doo dit dit&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night! Doo dit doo dit dit doo dit doo dit dit&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night! Doo dit doo dit dit doo dit doo dit dit&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night! Doo dit doo dit dit doo dit doo dit dit&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night! Doo dit doo dit dit doo dit doo dit dit&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a night! Doo dit doo dit dit doo dit doo dit dit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joan Armatrading - Drop the Pilot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm right on target&lt;br /&gt;My aim is straight&lt;br /&gt;So you're in love&lt;br /&gt;I say what of it&lt;br /&gt;Things can change&lt;br /&gt;There's always changes&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna try&lt;br /&gt;Some rearranging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop the pilot&lt;br /&gt;Try my balloon&lt;br /&gt;Drop the monkey&lt;br /&gt;Smell my perfume&lt;br /&gt;Drop the mahout&lt;br /&gt;I'm the easy rider&lt;br /&gt;Don't use your army&lt;br /&gt;To fight a losing battle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal, mineral, physical, spiritual&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one you need&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're kissing cousins&lt;br /&gt;There's no smoke&lt;br /&gt;No flame&lt;br /&gt;If you lose that pilot&lt;br /&gt;I can fly your plane&lt;br /&gt;If you want solid ground&lt;br /&gt;Come on and try me&lt;br /&gt;Or I can take you so high&lt;br /&gt;That you're never gonna wanna&lt;br /&gt;Come down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop the pilot&lt;br /&gt;Try my balloon&lt;br /&gt;Drop the monkey&lt;br /&gt;Smell my perfume&lt;br /&gt;Drop the mahout&lt;br /&gt;I'm the easy rider&lt;br /&gt;Don't use your army&lt;br /&gt;To fight a losing battle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal, mineral, physical, spiritual&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one you need&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one you need&lt;br /&gt;I said&lt;br /&gt;Animal, mineral, physical, spiritual&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one you need&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one you need&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF210770-01-01-05.mp3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eurythmics - Missionary man Missionary Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well I was born an original sinner.&lt;br /&gt;I was borne from original sin.&lt;br /&gt;And if I had a dollar bill&lt;br /&gt;For all the things I've done&lt;br /&gt;There'd be a mountain of money&lt;br /&gt;Piled up to my chin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother told me good&lt;br /&gt;My mother told me strong.&lt;br /&gt;She said "be true to yourself&lt;br /&gt;And you can't go wrong."&lt;br /&gt;"But there's just one thing&lt;br /&gt;That you must understand."&lt;br /&gt;"You can fool with your brother -&lt;br /&gt;But don't mess with a missionary man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mess with a missionary man.&lt;br /&gt;Don't mess with a missionary man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the missionary man&lt;br /&gt;He's got God in his side.&lt;br /&gt;He's got the saints and apostles&lt;br /&gt;Backin' up from behind.&lt;br /&gt;Black eyed looks from those Bible books.&lt;br /&gt;He's a man with a mission&lt;br /&gt;Got a serious mind.&lt;br /&gt;There was a woman in the jungle&lt;br /&gt;And a monkey on a tree.&lt;br /&gt;The missionary man he was followin' me.&lt;br /&gt;He said "stop what you're doing."&lt;br /&gt;"Get down upon your knees."&lt;br /&gt;"I've a message for you that you better believe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus repeats...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Culture Club - Karma Chameleon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Desert loving in your eyes all the way.&lt;br /&gt;If I listen to your lies would you say&lt;br /&gt;I'm a man without conviction,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a man who doesn't know&lt;br /&gt;how to sell a contradiction.&lt;br /&gt;You come and go, you come and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon,&lt;br /&gt;you come and go, you come and go.&lt;br /&gt;Loving would be easy if your colours were like my dream,&lt;br /&gt;red gold and green, red gold and green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hear your wicked words every day&lt;br /&gt;and you used to be so sweet, I heard you say&lt;br /&gt;that my love was an addiction.&lt;br /&gt;When we cling our love is strong.&lt;br /&gt;When you go you're gone forever.&lt;br /&gt;You string along, you string along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon,&lt;br /&gt;you come and go, you come and go.&lt;br /&gt;Loving would be easy if your colours were like my dream,&lt;br /&gt;red gold and green, red gold and green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day is like survival,&lt;br /&gt;you're my lover, not my rival.&lt;br /&gt;Every day is like survival,&lt;br /&gt;you're my lover, not my rival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a man without conviction,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a man who doesn't know&lt;br /&gt;how to sell a contradiction.&lt;br /&gt;You come and go, you come and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon,&lt;br /&gt;you come and go, you come and go.&lt;br /&gt;Loving would be easy if your colours were like my dream,&lt;br /&gt;red gold and green, red gold and green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon,&lt;br /&gt;you come and go, you come and go.&lt;br /&gt;Loving would be easy if your colours were like my dream,&lt;br /&gt;red gold and green, red gold and green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon,&lt;br /&gt;you come and go, you come and go.&lt;br /&gt;Loving would be easy if your colours were like my dream,&lt;br /&gt;red gold and green, red gold and green. (fade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MC Hammer - U can't touch this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U can't touch this (x2)&lt;br /&gt;U can't touch this (oh-oh oh oh oh-oh-oh) (x2)&lt;br /&gt;My-my-my-my music hits me so hard makes me say oh my Lord&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for blessing me with a mind to rhyme and to hype beat&lt;br /&gt;That's good when you know you're down&lt;br /&gt;A superbowl homeboy from Oaktown&lt;br /&gt;And I'm known as such&lt;br /&gt;And this is a beat uh u can't touch&lt;br /&gt;I told you homeboy u can't touch this&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's how we're livin' and you know u can't touch this&lt;br /&gt;Look in my eyes man u can't touch this&lt;br /&gt;You know let me bust the funky lyrics u can't touch this&lt;br /&gt;Fresh new kicks and pants&lt;br /&gt;You got it like that now you know you wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;So move out of your seat&lt;br /&gt;And get a fly girl and catch this beat&lt;br /&gt;While it's rollin' hold on pump a little bit&lt;br /&gt;And let me know it's going on like that like that&lt;br /&gt;Cold on a mission so pull on back&lt;br /&gt;Let 'em know that you're too much&lt;br /&gt;And this is a beat uh u can't touch&lt;br /&gt;Yo I told you u can't touch this&lt;br /&gt;Why you standing there man u can't touch this&lt;br /&gt;Yo sound the bells school is in sucker u can't touch this&lt;br /&gt;Give me a song or rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Making 'em sweat that's what I'm giving 'em&lt;br /&gt;Now they know when you talk about the Hammer&lt;br /&gt;You talk about a show that's hyped and tight&lt;br /&gt;Singers are sweatin' so pass them a mic&lt;br /&gt;Or a tape to learn what it's gonna take&lt;br /&gt;And now he's gonna burn&lt;br /&gt;The charts legit either work hard&lt;br /&gt;Or you might as well quit&lt;br /&gt;That's word because you know&lt;br /&gt;U can't touch this (oh-oh oh oh-oh-oh) (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Break it down&lt;br /&gt;(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh oh-oh) (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Stop Hammer time&lt;br /&gt;Go with the flow in a spin if you can't move to this&lt;br /&gt;Then you probably are dead&lt;br /&gt;So wave your hands in the air&lt;br /&gt;Bust throught the moves run your fingers through your hair&lt;br /&gt;This is it for a winner&lt;br /&gt;Dance to this and you're gonna get thinner&lt;br /&gt;Move slide your rump&lt;br /&gt;Just for a minute let's all do the bump&lt;br /&gt;Bump bump bump yeah&lt;br /&gt;U can't touch this&lt;br /&gt;Look man u can't touch this&lt;br /&gt;You'll probably get hyped boy 'cause you know you can't u can't touch&lt;br /&gt;this&lt;br /&gt;Ring the bell school's back in break it down&lt;br /&gt;(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Stop Hammer time&lt;br /&gt;(Oh-oh oh oh oh-oh-oh) (x2)&lt;br /&gt;(Oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh)&lt;br /&gt;(Oh-oh oh oh oh-oh-oh) u can't touch this (x3)&lt;br /&gt;(Oh-oh oh oh oh-oh-oh) break it down&lt;br /&gt;(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Stop Hammer time&lt;br /&gt;Every time you see me that Hammer's just so hype&lt;br /&gt;I'm dope on the floor and I'm magic on the mic&lt;br /&gt;Now why would I ever stop doing this&lt;br /&gt;With others makin' records that just don't hit&lt;br /&gt;I toured around the world from London to the bank&lt;br /&gt;It's Hammer go Hammer&lt;br /&gt;It's a Hammer you Hammer and the rest go and play&lt;br /&gt;U can't touch this (oh-oh oh oh oh-oh-oh) (x2)&lt;br /&gt;U can't touch this (oh-oh oh-oh-oh)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah u can't touch this&lt;br /&gt;I told you u can't touch this (oh-oh oh-oh-oh)&lt;br /&gt;Too hype can't touch this&lt;br /&gt;Get me outta here u can't touch this&lt;br /&gt;(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;McFly-Don't Stop Me Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Reflex- Duran Duran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Clout - Substitute 'Live'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wFUYl6HSQLA" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y-TqaZD3fRY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SOwLMTPXtVA" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00063F8BM001002/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_002/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seal - Kiss From A Rose!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cher - If I Could Turn Back Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Status Quo - Rockin' All Over The World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/phFW6XdjsnI" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AZX4P11sq2I" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gXcOX-Nlsb0" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lynn Anderson - Rose Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Run Around Sue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B000005Z5V001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Great Escape Theme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z72GZ38d5to" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3rawQIaN27Q" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f6OEv_KM4m4" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Reflex - Duran Duran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You've gone too far this time but I'm dancing on the valentine&lt;br /&gt;I tell you somebody's fooling around with my chances on the dangerline&lt;br /&gt;I'll cross that bridge when I find it another day to make my stand oh-woah&lt;br /&gt;High time is no time for deciding if I should find a helping hand oh-whoa&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you use it try not to bruise it buy time don't lose it&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you use it try not to bruise it buy time don't lose it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reflex is a lonely child just waiting by the park&lt;br /&gt;The reflex is in charge of finding a treasure in the dark&lt;br /&gt;And watching over lucky clover isn't that bizarre&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing the reflex does leaves you answered with a question mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a ride and I wanna get off but they won't slow down the roundabout&lt;br /&gt;I sold the Renoir and the TV set don't wanna be around when this gets out&lt;br /&gt;So why don't you use it try not to bruise it buy time don't lose it&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you use it try not to bruise it buy time don't lose it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reflex is a lonely child he's waiting in the park&lt;br /&gt;The refelx is in charge of finding a treasure in the dark&lt;br /&gt;And watching over lucky clover isn't that bizarre&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing the reflex does leaves you answered with a question mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why don't you use it try not to bruise it buy time don't lose it&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you use it try not to bruise it buy time don't lose it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reflex is a lonely child just waiting by the park&lt;br /&gt;The reflex is in charge of finding treasure in the dark&lt;br /&gt;And watching over lucky clover isn't that bizarre&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing the reflex does leaves me answered with a question mark&lt;br /&gt;Oh the reflex what a game he's hiding all the cards&lt;br /&gt;The reflex is in charge of finding a treasure in the dark&lt;br /&gt;And watching over lucky clover isn't that bizarre&lt;br /&gt;Everylittle thing the reflex does leaves you answered with a question mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEAL - KISS FROM A ROSE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;refrain:&lt;br /&gt;There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.&lt;br /&gt;You became the light on the dark side of me.&lt;br /&gt;Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.&lt;br /&gt;But did you know,&lt;br /&gt;That when it snows,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes become large and&lt;br /&gt;The light that you shine can be seen.&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh,&lt;br /&gt;The more I get of you,&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;And now that your rose is in bloom.&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much a man can tell you,&lt;br /&gt;So much he can say.&lt;br /&gt;You remain,&lt;br /&gt;My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby&lt;br /&gt;To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?&lt;br /&gt;But did you know,&lt;br /&gt;That when it snows,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom.&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey,&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by a rose&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,&lt;br /&gt;...And if I should fall along the way&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by a rose&lt;br /&gt;...been kissed by a rose on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much a man can tell you,&lt;br /&gt;So much he can say.&lt;br /&gt;You remain&lt;br /&gt;My power, my pleasure, my pain.&lt;br /&gt;To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.&lt;br /&gt;But did you know,&lt;br /&gt;That when it snows,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom,&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;br /&gt;And now that your rose is in bloom&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey&lt;br /&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom,&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF210770-01-01-05.mp3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;STATUS QUO - ROCKIN' ALL OVER THE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here we are&lt;br /&gt;here we are and here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all aboard&lt;br /&gt;and we're hittin' the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here we go rockin' all over the world !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gitty-up&lt;br /&gt;gitty-up and get away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're goin' crazy and we're goin' today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here we go rockin' all over the world !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I like it&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I la-la like it&lt;br /&gt;la-la-li&lt;br /&gt;here we go rockin' all over the world !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna tell your mama what you're gonna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just come on out with your rockin' shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here we go rockin' all over the world !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I like it&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I la-la like it&lt;br /&gt;la-la-li&lt;br /&gt;here we go rockin' all over the world !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I like it&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I la-la like it&lt;br /&gt;la-la-li&lt;br /&gt;here we go rockin' all over the world !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I like it&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I la-la like it&lt;br /&gt;la-la-li&lt;br /&gt;here we go rockin' all over the world !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I like it&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I la-la like it&lt;br /&gt;la-la-li&lt;br /&gt;here we go rockin' all over the world ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ROSE GARDEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden&lt;br /&gt;ran along with the sunshine there's gotta be a little rain sometime.&lt;br /&gt;When you take you gotta give so live and let live and let go oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could promise you things like big diamond rings&lt;br /&gt;but I don't find roses growin' on stalks of clover&lt;br /&gt;so you better think it over.&lt;br /&gt;When it's sweet talking you could make it come true&lt;br /&gt;I would give you the world right now on a silver platter&lt;br /&gt;but what would it matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So smile for a while and let's be jolly love shouldn't be so melancholy&lt;br /&gt;Come along and share the good times while we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could sing you a tune and promise you the moon&lt;br /&gt;but if that's what it takes to hold you I'd just as soon let you go&lt;br /&gt;but there's one thing I want you to know.&lt;br /&gt;So look before you leap still waters run deep&lt;br /&gt;and there won't always be someone to pull you out.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So smile for a while and let's be jolly love shouldn't be so melancholy&lt;br /&gt;Come along and share the good times while we can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DION - RUNAROUND SUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Hayp hayp&lt;br /&gt;Bumda hady hady, hayp hayp&lt;br /&gt;Bumda hady hady, hayp hayp&lt;br /&gt;Bumda hady hady hayp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I should have known it from the very start,&lt;br /&gt;This girl will leave me with a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;Now listen people what I'm telling you&lt;br /&gt;A-keep away from-a Runaround Sue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her lips and the smile on her face,&lt;br /&gt;The touch of her hair and this girl's warm embrace.&lt;br /&gt;So if you don't wanna cry like I do&lt;br /&gt;A-keep away from-a Runaround Sue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, she likes to travel around,&lt;br /&gt;She'll love you but she'll put you down.&lt;br /&gt;Now people let me put you wise,&lt;br /&gt;Sue goes out with other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the moral and the story from the guy who knows,&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love and my love still grows.&lt;br /&gt;Ask any fool that she ever knew, they'll say&lt;br /&gt;Keep away from-a Runaround Sue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat last two verses and Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-115574612161943343?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/115574612161943343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=115574612161943343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Trapped - Like a fool in a cage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sister Sledge - Lost In Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My Fair Lady- Wouldn't It Be Loverly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Davy Jones - Oliver Twist - I'd Do Anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9LvPDaFBALM" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nSdKTKuKB_Y" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l8VHHBHqzak" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00004TDXR001004/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_004/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tommy Steele - Half a Sixpence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olivia Newton-John - Physical&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sven Gali - Love Don't Live Here Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/41Wf8RyOxb4" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fd6RtBfCDpg" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lKj59nd51Gw" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬Lplyr¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Liza Minnelli and Frank Sinatra Sing "New York, New York"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bananarama feat. Fun Boy 3 - It ain't what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF210770-01-01-05.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Trapped - Colonel Abrahams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dcr7gX6ZP9Q" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jyp1tyQ5s1A" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tpIOBhpTWfI" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬2Play¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF161907-01-02-02.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sister Sledge - Lost In Music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;Caught in a trap&lt;br /&gt;No turnin' back&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;Feel so alive&lt;br /&gt;I quit my 9 to 5&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen&lt;br /&gt;Some people lose everything&lt;br /&gt;First to go is their mind. huh&lt;br /&gt;Responsibility&lt;br /&gt;To me is a tragedy&lt;br /&gt;I'll get a job some other time, uh-huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to join a band&lt;br /&gt;And play in front of crazy fans&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I call that temptation&lt;br /&gt;Give me the melody&lt;br /&gt;That's all that I ever need&lt;br /&gt;The music is my salvation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;Caught in a trap&lt;br /&gt;No turnin' back&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;Feel so alive&lt;br /&gt;I quit my 9 to 5&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, hmm, in the spotlight&lt;br /&gt;The band plays so very tight&lt;br /&gt;Each and every night, uh-huh&lt;br /&gt;It's not vanity&lt;br /&gt;To me, it's my sanity&lt;br /&gt;I could never survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people ask me&lt;br /&gt;What are you gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you go get a job, uh-uh&lt;br /&gt;All that I could say&lt;br /&gt;I won't give up my music&lt;br /&gt;Not me, not now, no way, no how, oh...oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;Caught in a trap (Caught up in our music)&lt;br /&gt;No turnin' back (Ooh...ooh...ooh...)&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music (Don't take our away our music)&lt;br /&gt;Feel so alive (Feel)&lt;br /&gt;I quit (I quit) my 9 to 5 (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music (Melody is good to me)&lt;br /&gt;Caught in a trap (I'm caught up in it)&lt;br /&gt;No turnin' back (No, no, no)&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music (Ooh...doo doo doo doo doo doo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music (La da da da da da da da, mmm...hmm...)&lt;br /&gt;Feel so alive&lt;br /&gt;I quit (I quit) my 9 to 5&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music (Lost in music)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;Caught in a trap&lt;br /&gt;No turnin' back&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;Feel so alive&lt;br /&gt;I quit my 9 to 5&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;Caught in a trap&lt;br /&gt;No turnin' back&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tommy Steele - Half a sixpence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read in the Sunday papers what lovers' tokens are&lt;br /&gt;There's amulets and there's talismans&lt;br /&gt;Like a ring or a lucky star&lt;br /&gt;It says that half a sovereign&lt;br /&gt;Is a thing they use a lot&lt;br /&gt;But sixpence is the only thing I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, half a sixpence&lt;br /&gt;Is better than half a penny&lt;br /&gt;Is better than half a farthing&lt;br /&gt;Is better than none&lt;br /&gt;It's a token of&lt;br /&gt;Our eternal love&lt;br /&gt;When you're far away&lt;br /&gt;Touch it everyday&lt;br /&gt;And, though, that half a sixpence&lt;br /&gt;Can only mean half a romance&lt;br /&gt;Remember that half a romance&lt;br /&gt;Is better than none&lt;br /&gt;But when I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;One and one make two&lt;br /&gt;And, likewise, two half sixpences&lt;br /&gt;Joined together make one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Olivia Newton-John - Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm saying all the things that I know you'll like, makin' good conversation&lt;br /&gt;I gotta handle you just right, you know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;I took you to an intimate restaurant, then to a suggestive movie&lt;br /&gt;There's nothin' left to talk about, unless it's horizontally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Let's get physical, physical, I wanna get physical, let's get into physical&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear your body talk, your body talk, let me hear your body talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been patient, I've been good, tried to keep my hands on the table&lt;br /&gt;It's gettin' hard this holdin' back, you know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you'll understand my point of view, we know each other mentally&lt;br /&gt;You gotta know that you're bringin' out the animal in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS repeats 2x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, let's get physical, physical, I wanna get physical, let's get into physical&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear your body talk, your body talk, let me hear your body talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get animal, animal, I wanna get animal, let's get into animal&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear your body talk, your body talk, let me hear your body talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mostly instrumental to end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear your body talk&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear your body talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF230449-01-01-10.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frank Sinatra - New York, New York&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start spreadin' the news, I'm leavin' today&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a part of it&lt;br /&gt;New York, New York&lt;br /&gt;These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray&lt;br /&gt;Right through the very heart of it&lt;br /&gt;New York, New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to wake up, in a city that never sleeps&lt;br /&gt;And find I'm king of the hill&lt;br /&gt;Top of the heap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These little town blues, are melting away&lt;br /&gt;I'll make a brand new start of it&lt;br /&gt;In old New York&lt;br /&gt;If I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you, New York..New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York...New York&lt;br /&gt;I want to wake up, in a city that never sleeps&lt;br /&gt;And find I'm A number one, top of the list&lt;br /&gt;King of the hill, A number one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These little town blues, are melting away&lt;br /&gt;I'll make a brand new start of it&lt;br /&gt;In old New York&lt;br /&gt;If I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you, New York..New York New York!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bananarama feat. Fun Boy Three - It ain't what you do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;refrain:&lt;br /&gt;It ain't what you do it's the way that you do it (3x)&lt;br /&gt;And that's what gets results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't what you do it's the time that you do it (3x)&lt;br /&gt;And that's what gets results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can try hard don't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;Take it easy and then your jive will swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't what you do it's the place that you do it (3x)&lt;br /&gt;And that's what gets results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was smart but I soon found out&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what life was all about&lt;br /&gt;But then I learnt I must confess&lt;br /&gt;That life is like a game of chess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't what you do it's the way that you do it&lt;br /&gt;It ain't what you do it's the time that you do it&lt;br /&gt;It ain't what you do it's the place that you do it&lt;br /&gt;And that's what gets results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can try hard don't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;Take it easy and then your jive will swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't what you do it's the time that you do it (3x)&lt;br /&gt;And that's what gets results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't what you do it's the place that you do it (3x)&lt;br /&gt;And that's what gets results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF210770-01-01-05.mp3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Trapped - Colonel Abrahams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Should I listen what you say&lt;br /&gt;or listen what your folks say?&lt;br /&gt;It's a tough decision to make.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really wanna lose you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I don't want your folks to&lt;br /&gt;Turn me over to the hands of the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess they think that I'm not good enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;I can tell the way they act and their attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;As the tears roll from my eyes I feel the hurt inside.&lt;br /&gt;As I reach out to you saying I'm so confused.&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;I'm trapped&lt;br /&gt;like a fool I'm in a cage.&lt;br /&gt;I can't get out&lt;br /&gt;you see I'm trapped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't you see I'm so confused?&lt;br /&gt;I can't get out&lt;br /&gt;you see I'm trapped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a fool I'm in a cage.&lt;br /&gt;I can't get out&lt;br /&gt;you see I'm trapped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't you see I'm so confused?&lt;br /&gt;I can't get out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love one another&lt;br /&gt;why should you let this go further?&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see it's gonna pull us apart.&lt;br /&gt;If you think I can't afford to&lt;br /&gt;support you if you want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever think about ever settlin' down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess they think that I'm not good enough for you. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see I'm so trapped&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see I'm so trapped. so in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;See I'm trapped&lt;br /&gt;and I'm so confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a man in a cage&lt;br /&gt;and I'm so in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trapped&lt;br /&gt;your thoughts are in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;you see I'm trapped.&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;I told myself&lt;br /&gt;if I ever love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do about it? Say it again - trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;'I'm trapped - can't you see I'm so trapped?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused - and I don't know what to do -&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a man in a cage - can't you see I'm so trapped -&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;love with&lt;br /&gt;love with you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;I'm trapped&lt;br /&gt;feel so confused&lt;br /&gt;so impressed - trapped.&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;I'm trapped&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;I'm trapped&lt;br /&gt;baby.&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;I'm trapped&lt;br /&gt;baby.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see I'm so trapped&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see I'm so trapped&lt;br /&gt;so in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out of my head&lt;br /&gt;it seems I'm crazy for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-115567570389770168?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/115567570389770168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=115567570389770168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115567570389770168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115567570389770168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-day-bites-dust.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-115558578806267422</id><published>2006-08-14T19:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-19T21:48:57.350Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Need a HEAD JOB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kylie - Can't Get You Out Of My Head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Elvis Presley - Can't Help Falling In Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eddy Grant- I Don't Wanna Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5uxjNEESomA" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NZBWf07zARo" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1-ZwMN8wft4" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00000DG1R001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Duran Duran - Is There Something I Should Know?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Liberty X - Just A Little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oliver! "I'll Do Anything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XaXrv-wuEJY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0BpW2StzcGM" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGgJMooUP68" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gloria Estefan - Anything For You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can-Can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Queen- Don't Stop Me Now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ck3hRO2wbZE" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d5Zj0dowvKo" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kdVdNnXiQTc" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF161907-01-02-02.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kylie - Can't Get You Out Of My Head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t get you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;Boy your lovin’ is all I think about&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t get you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;Boy it’s more than I dare to think about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t get you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;Boy your lovin’ is all I think about&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t get you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;Boy it’s more than I dare to think about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night, every day&lt;br /&gt;Just to be there in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Won’t you stay&lt;br /&gt;Won’t you then stay forever&lt;br /&gt;And ever and ever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t get you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;Boy your lovin’ is all I think about&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t get you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;Boy it’s more than I dare to think about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a dark secret in me&lt;br /&gt;Don’t leave me locked in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Set me free&lt;br /&gt;Feel the need in me&lt;br /&gt;Set me free&lt;br /&gt;Stay forever&lt;br /&gt;And ever and ever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t get you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t get you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t get you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t get you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00007JGUT001022/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_022/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elvis Presley - Can’t Help Falling In Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise men say only fools rush in&lt;br /&gt;But I cant help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Shall I stay&lt;br /&gt;Would it be a sin&lt;br /&gt;If I cant help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a river flows surely to the sea&lt;br /&gt;Darling so it goes&lt;br /&gt;Some things are meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, take my whole life too&lt;br /&gt;For I cant help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a river flows surely to the sea&lt;br /&gt;Darling so it goes&lt;br /&gt;Some things are meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, take my whole life too&lt;br /&gt;For I cant help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;For I cant help falling in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B000005KGA001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eddy Grant- I Don't Wanna Dance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;Dance with you baby no more&lt;br /&gt;I'll never do something to hurt you, though&lt;br /&gt;Oh but the feeling is bad&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your personality&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want our love on show&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think it's insanity&lt;br /&gt;Girl the way you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of the guys on the corner&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, you're the latest trick&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you seem to have their number&lt;br /&gt;Look they're dancing still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;Dance with you baby no more&lt;br /&gt;I'll never do something to hurt you, though&lt;br /&gt;Oh but the feeling is bad&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby now the party's over&lt;br /&gt;For us, so I'll be on my way&lt;br /&gt;Now that the things which moved me&lt;br /&gt;Are standing still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's only superstition&lt;br /&gt;Baby, but I won't look back&lt;br /&gt;Even though I feel your music&lt;br /&gt;Baby that is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;Dance with you baby no more&lt;br /&gt;I'll never do something to hurt you, though&lt;br /&gt;Oh but the feeling is bad&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;Dance with you baby no more&lt;br /&gt;I'll never do something to hurt you, though&lt;br /&gt;Oh but the feeling is bad&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00000DG1R001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Duran Duran - Is There Something I Should Know?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please tell me now&lt;br /&gt;Please please tell me now&lt;br /&gt;Please please tell me now&lt;br /&gt;Please please tell me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a break I run out yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Tried to find my mountain hideaway&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next year maybe no go&lt;br /&gt;I know you're watching me every minute of the day yeah&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the signs and the looks and the pictures&lt;br /&gt;They give your game away yeah&lt;br /&gt;There's a dream that strings the road&lt;br /&gt;With broken glass for us to hold&lt;br /&gt;And I cut so far before I had to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please tell me now i&lt;br /&gt;Is there something i should know&lt;br /&gt;Is there something I should say&lt;br /&gt;That would make you come my way&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel the same 'cos you don't let it show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People stare and cross the road from me&lt;br /&gt;And jungle drums they all clear the way for me&lt;br /&gt;Can you read my mind can you see in the snow&lt;br /&gt;And fiery demons all dance&lt;br /&gt;When you walk through that door&lt;br /&gt;Don't say you're easy on me&lt;br /&gt;You're about as easy as a nuclear war&lt;br /&gt;Cos the dream that strings the road&lt;br /&gt;With broken glass for us to hold&lt;br /&gt;And I got so far before I had to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please tell me now&lt;br /&gt;Is there something I should know&lt;br /&gt;Is there something I should say&lt;br /&gt;That would make you come my way&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel the same 'cos you don't let it show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please tell me now&lt;br /&gt;Is there something I should know&lt;br /&gt;Please please tell me now&lt;br /&gt;Can you see what makes me blow&lt;br /&gt;Please please tell me now&lt;br /&gt;Is there something I should know&lt;br /&gt;Is there something i should say&lt;br /&gt;That would make you come my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF226533-01-01-15.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liberty X - Just A Little&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy, everything about you so sexy&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know what you got&lt;br /&gt;You really hit my spot&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;And you're so innocent&lt;br /&gt;Please don't take this wrong cos it's a compliment&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna get with your flow&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta learn to let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, won't you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work it a little (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Get hot just a little&lt;br /&gt;Meet me in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Let go, just a little bit more (just a little bit)&lt;br /&gt;Gimme just a little bit more&lt;br /&gt;(Just a little, just a little)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me, I'll do anything if you just let me&lt;br /&gt;(Come on baby)&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to make you explore&lt;br /&gt;I know you wanna break down those walls&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;And its so challenging&lt;br /&gt;Getting close to you, what I'm imagining&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna see you get down&lt;br /&gt;You gotta let it all out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, won't you just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work it a little, yeah (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Hot just a little&lt;br /&gt;Meet me in the middle (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Go, just a little bit more (just a little bit)&lt;br /&gt;Gimme just a little bit more&lt;br /&gt;(Just a little bit more, just a little)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work it a little, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Hot just a little (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Meet me in the middle (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Let go (oh oh), just a little bit more (just a little bit),&lt;br /&gt;Gimme just a little bit more.&lt;br /&gt;(Give me just a little bit more, just a little)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so exciting, the way your inviting me yeah&lt;br /&gt;(I know you really like it like that, ah)&lt;br /&gt;Can't get enough, won't you satisfy my needs&lt;br /&gt;(Please let me be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work it a little&lt;br /&gt;Get hot just a little&lt;br /&gt;Meet me in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Let go, just a little bit more (just a little bit more)&lt;br /&gt;Gimme just a little bit more&lt;br /&gt;(Just a little bit more, just a little bit of work with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work it a little (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Get hot just a little bit (Get hot with me)&lt;br /&gt;Meet me in the middle (Meet me in the middle)&lt;br /&gt;Let go, just a little bit more (Let go, just a little bit more, just a little bit)&lt;br /&gt;Gimme just a little bit more (Gimme just a little bit more) (Gimme just a little bit more, oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;(Just a little, just a little)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work it a little (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Get hot just a little bit (Get hot yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Meet me in the middle (Meet me in the middle)&lt;br /&gt;Let go, just a little bit more (Just a little bit more, just a little bit)&lt;br /&gt;Gimme just a little bit more (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Work)&lt;br /&gt;Sexy&lt;br /&gt;(Get hot)&lt;br /&gt;Everything about you so sexy&lt;br /&gt;(Meet, Don't let go)&lt;br /&gt;You dont even know&lt;br /&gt;(Just a little)&lt;br /&gt;Gimme just a little bit more&lt;br /&gt;(Just a little)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B000002W8R001007/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_007/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oliver! "I'll Do Anything"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything for you dear&lt;br /&gt;anything&lt;br /&gt;for you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that&lt;br /&gt;I'd go anywhere for your smile&lt;br /&gt;anywhere&lt;br /&gt;for your smile&lt;br /&gt;everywhere I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you climb a hill?&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Wear a dafodill?&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Leave me all your will?&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Even fight my Bill?&lt;br /&gt;What fisticuffs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd risk everything for one kiss&lt;br /&gt;everything&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;Anything?&lt;br /&gt;Anything for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything for you dear&lt;br /&gt;anything&lt;br /&gt;for you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that&lt;br /&gt;I'd go anywhere for your smile&lt;br /&gt;anywhere&lt;br /&gt;for your smile&lt;br /&gt;everywhere I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you lace my shoe?&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Paint your face bright blue?&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Catch a kangaroo?&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Go to Timbuctu?&lt;br /&gt;And back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd risk everything for one kiss&lt;br /&gt;everything&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;Anything?&lt;br /&gt;Anything for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd go anywhere for your smile&lt;br /&gt;anywhere&lt;br /&gt;for your smile&lt;br /&gt;everywhere I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything for you dear&lt;br /&gt;anything&lt;br /&gt;for you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me!&lt;br /&gt;To me!&lt;br /&gt;To me!&lt;br /&gt;To me me me me me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything for you dear&lt;br /&gt;anything&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;Anything?&lt;br /&gt;Anything for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rob a shop?&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Would you risk the drop?&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Though your eyes go POP!&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;When you come down PLOP!&lt;br /&gt;Hang everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd risk life and limb&lt;br /&gt;To keep you in the swim&lt;br /&gt;Yes we'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;Anything?&lt;br /&gt;Anything for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B0000028TU001006/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_006/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gloria Estefan - Anything For You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anything for you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're not here&lt;br /&gt;Since you saod we're through&lt;br /&gt;It seems like years&lt;br /&gt;Time keeps draggin' on and on&lt;br /&gt;And forever's been and gone&lt;br /&gt;Still I can't figure what went wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd still do anything for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll play your game&lt;br /&gt;You hurt me through and through&lt;br /&gt;But you can have your way&lt;br /&gt;I can pretend each time I see you&lt;br /&gt;That I don't care and I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;And though you'll never see me cryin'&lt;br /&gt;You know inside I feel like dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd do anything for you&lt;br /&gt;In spite of it all&lt;br /&gt;I've learned so much from you&lt;br /&gt;You made me strong&lt;br /&gt;But don't even think that I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;That for one minute I forgot you&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes things don't work out right&lt;br /&gt;And you just have to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find someone to please you&lt;br /&gt;Someone who'll care and never leave you&lt;br /&gt;But if that someone ever hurts you&lt;br /&gt;You just might need a friend to turn to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd do anything for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you up&lt;br /&gt;If that's what I should do&lt;br /&gt;To make you happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can pretend each time I see you&lt;br /&gt;That I don't care and I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;And though inside I feel like dying&lt;br /&gt;You know you'll never see me cryin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't even think that I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;That for one minute I forgot you&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes things don't work out right&lt;br /&gt;And you just have to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B0002M5U88001007/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_007/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queen- Don't Stop Me Now"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time&lt;br /&gt;I feel alive and the world it's turning inside out Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I'm floating around in ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;So don't stop me now don't stop me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm having a good time having a good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies&lt;br /&gt;Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity&lt;br /&gt;I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go go go&lt;br /&gt;There's no stopping me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning through the skies Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Two hundred degrees&lt;br /&gt;That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit&lt;br /&gt;I'm trav'ling at the speed of light&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make a supersonic man of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now I'm having such a good time&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a ball don't stop me now&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna have a good time just give me a call&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now ('Cause I'm having a good time)&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now (Yes I'm having a good time)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to stop at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars&lt;br /&gt;On a collision course&lt;br /&gt;I am a satellite I'm out of control&lt;br /&gt;I am a sex machine ready to reload&lt;br /&gt;Like an atom bomb about to&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh explode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning through the skies Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Two hundred degrees&lt;br /&gt;That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit&lt;br /&gt;I'm trav'ling at the speed of light&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make a supersonic woman out of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me don't stop me don't stop me&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey!&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me don't stop me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh ooh (I like it)&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me have a good time good time&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me don't stop me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh Alright&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning through the skies Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Two hundred degrees&lt;br /&gt;That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit&lt;br /&gt;I'm trav'ling at the speed of light&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make a supersonic woman of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now I'm having such a good time&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a ball don't stop me now&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna have a good time&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a call&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now ('Cause I'm having a good time)&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now (Yes I'm having a good time)&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna stop at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la laaaa&lt;br /&gt;La la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la laa laa laa laaa&lt;br /&gt;La la laa la la la la la laaa hey!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-115558578806267422?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-115549080436855749</id><published>2006-08-13T17:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-19T22:04:44.410Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sunday Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Today's Cycle Songs, Generated by my Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;R Kelly - I Believe I Can Fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Arthur Conley - Sweet Soul Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Power Station - Some Like It Hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QTahrYXCChI" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1XwpQiiL0cU" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yv4aA2o4l9I" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF186214-01-03-08.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Landscape - Einstein A Go-Go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stevie Wonder, John Legend - Ordinary People/My Cherie Amour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tell It To My Heart - Taylor Dayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PmUszelcbXY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2rERr8OpUwU" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J5tX5IPLlxc" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CLOUT - SUBSTITUTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Barbados - Secret &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(can't find an audio track, &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but lyrics &lt;/span&gt;below. If you can help, do.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Blondie - Sunday Girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6FQEERllong" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9eerd6hv6to" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9EbRjbwGQhM" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mr Capone &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00000055X001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R KELLY - I Believe I Can Fly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I used to think that I could not go on&lt;br /&gt;And life was nothing but an awful song&lt;br /&gt;But now I know the meaning of true love&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaning on the everlasting arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can see it, then I can do it&lt;br /&gt;If I just believe it, there's nothing to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] - I believe I can fly&lt;br /&gt;I believe I can touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;I think about it every night and day&lt;br /&gt;Spread my wings and fly away&lt;br /&gt;I believe I can soar&lt;br /&gt;I see me running through that open door&lt;br /&gt;I believe I can fly&lt;br /&gt;I believe I can fly&lt;br /&gt;I believe I can fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I was on the verge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes silence can seem so loud&lt;br /&gt;There are miracles in life I must achieve&lt;br /&gt;But first I know it starts inside of me, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can see it, then I can do it&lt;br /&gt;If I just believe it, there's nothing to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, cuz I believe in me, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can see it, then I can do it&lt;br /&gt;If I just believe it, there's nothing to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, if I just spread my wings&lt;br /&gt;I can fly&lt;br /&gt;I can fly&lt;br /&gt;I can fly, hey&lt;br /&gt;If I just spread my wings&lt;br /&gt;I can fly&lt;br /&gt;Fly-eye-eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mfile3.akamai.com/14123/wm2/muze.download.akamai.com/2890/us/uswm2/_!/185/530185_1_01.asx?auth=daEb8bmcWdAa8dPdKcfbhcZd8cSdWdVdvc6-be32Fu-Ci-aecdk&amp;aifp=1234&amp;amp;obj=v41122"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arthur Conley - Sweet Soul Music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like good music?&lt;br /&gt;Ha! That sweet soul music,&lt;br /&gt;just as long as it's swinging.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're out there on the floor, y'all,&lt;br /&gt;goin' to a go-go,&lt;br /&gt;dancin' with the music.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotlight on Lou Rawls, y'all.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't he look boss, y'all.&lt;br /&gt;Singin' 'Love's a Hurtin' Thing', y'all.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotlight on Sam and Dave, y'all.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't they look great, y'all.&lt;br /&gt;Singin' 'Hold on, I'm Coming'.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotlight on Wilson Pickett now,&lt;br /&gt;that wicked wicked Pickett&lt;br /&gt;singin' Mustang Sally'.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotlight on Otis Redding now&lt;br /&gt;singin' 'fa fa fa fa fa fa&lt;br /&gt;fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa'.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotlight on James Brown, y'all.&lt;br /&gt;He's the king of them all, y'all.&lt;br /&gt;He's the king of them all, y'all.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like good music?&lt;br /&gt;Ha! That sweet soul music,&lt;br /&gt;just as long as it's swinging.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to get the feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- music and lyrics by Sam Cooke&lt;br /&gt;with additional material from&lt;br /&gt;Arthur Conley &amp; Otis Redding Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF177708-01-02-01.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Power Station - Some Like It Hot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to multiply, are you gonna do it&lt;br /&gt;I know you're qualified, are you gonna do it&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so circumscribed, are you gonna do it&lt;br /&gt;Just get yourself untied, are you gonna do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the heat pushing you to decide&lt;br /&gt;Feel the heat burning you up, ready or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some like it hot and some sweat when the heat is on&lt;br /&gt;Some feel the heat and decide that they can't go on&lt;br /&gt;Some like it hot, but you can't tell how hot 'til you try&lt;br /&gt;Some like it hot, so let's turn up the heat 'til we fry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl is at your side, are you gonna do it&lt;br /&gt;She wants to be your bride, are you gonna do it&lt;br /&gt;She wants to multiply, are you gonna do it&lt;br /&gt;I know you won't be satisfied until you do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some like it hot and some sweat when the heat is on&lt;br /&gt;Some feel the heat and decide that they can't go on&lt;br /&gt;Some like it hot, but you can't tell how hot 'til you try&lt;br /&gt;Some like it hot, so let's turn up the heat 'til we fry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the heat pushing you to decide&lt;br /&gt;Feel the heat burning you up, ready or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some like it hot and some sweat when the heat is on&lt;br /&gt;Some feel the heat and decide that they can't go on&lt;br /&gt;Some like it hot, but you can't tell how hot 'til you try&lt;br /&gt;Some like it hot, so let's turn up the heat 'til we fry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some like it hot, some like it hot&lt;br /&gt;Some like it hot, some like it hot&lt;br /&gt;Some like it hot, some like it hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some like it hot, some like it hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mfile3.akamai.com/14123/wm2/muze.download.akamai.com/2890/us/uswm2/_!/713/199713_1_02.asx?auth=daEbzbvbid_cRaebocyamdRdCdla0bacFb0-be33Rq-Ci-febck&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;aifp=1234&amp;amp;obj=v30624"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell It To My Heart - Taylor Dayne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the night explode when we're together.&lt;br /&gt;Emotion overload in the heat of pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;Take me I'm yours into your arms.&lt;br /&gt;Never let me go.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I really need to know.&lt;br /&gt;Tell it to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm the only one.&lt;br /&gt;Is this really love or just a game?&lt;br /&gt;Tell it to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel my body rock every time you call my name.&lt;br /&gt;The passion's so complete. It's neverending.&lt;br /&gt;As long as I receive, the message you're sending.&lt;br /&gt;Body to body, soul to soul&lt;br /&gt;Always feel you near.&lt;br /&gt;So say the words I long to hear.&lt;br /&gt;Tell it to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm the only one.&lt;br /&gt;Is this really love or just a game?&lt;br /&gt;Tell it to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel my body rock every time you call my name.&lt;br /&gt;Love, love on the run, breaking us down,&lt;br /&gt;Though we keep holding on.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lose, no I can't let you go.&lt;br /&gt;Tell it to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm the only one.&lt;br /&gt;Is this really love or just a game?&lt;br /&gt;Tell it to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel my body rock every time you call my name.&lt;br /&gt;Tell it to my heart. Tell me from the start. Tell it to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Tell it to my heart. Tell me from the start. Tell it to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Never make it stop. Oh, take it to the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Tell it to my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF229215-01-02-11.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLOUT - SUBSTITUTE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam&lt;br /&gt;you've been waiting much to long&lt;br /&gt;Now it looks like she's not coming home.&lt;br /&gt;Sam&lt;br /&gt;you've been loyal&lt;br /&gt;true and faithful&lt;br /&gt;All this time with being alone.&lt;br /&gt;If I could get that same dedication&lt;br /&gt;I'd give you everything in creation&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chor: If she doesn't come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your substitute&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you want me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I'll be your substitute&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam ev'ry day you waited for her&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting here for you.&lt;br /&gt;Sam&lt;br /&gt;all this time I've been lonely&lt;br /&gt;I know what you've been going through&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait until an't chances will come&lt;br /&gt;'Cos you can't keep alying on her&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chor: If she doesn't come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your substitute&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you want me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I'll be your substitute&lt;br /&gt;When ever you need me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day by your window you sit and sigh hoping to see her face.&lt;br /&gt;Ay&lt;br /&gt;you might as well forget about her and find someone to take&lt;br /&gt;her place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chor: If she doesn't come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your substitute&lt;br /&gt;When ever you want me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I'll be your substitute&lt;br /&gt;When ever you need me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I'll be your substitute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barbados - Secret&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Noone who knows, does somebody here got a story to sell?&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go?&lt;br /&gt;I´m writing you letters and sending you mail&lt;br /&gt;A day passes by&lt;br /&gt;A night fades away, dreamed you will come back and stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Got to know your secret&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will keep it&lt;br /&gt;(keep it close to your heart) Keep it close to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Got to know your secret&lt;br /&gt;I´m here for you believe it&lt;br /&gt;(you never let go) I promise I´ll never let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment of love&lt;br /&gt;A minute of passion,&lt;br /&gt;i know you´re the one&lt;br /&gt;I´m looking above&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody help me, don´t know where to run (don´t know where to go)&lt;br /&gt;A day passes by&lt;br /&gt;A night fades away, dreamed you will come back and stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS: ...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day passes by&lt;br /&gt;A night fades away, dreamed you will come back and stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS: twice .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I´ll never let go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF196368-01-01-02.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLONDIE - SUNDAY GIRL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a girl from a lonely street&lt;br /&gt;Cold as ice cream but still as sweet&lt;br /&gt;Dry your eyes Sunday girl&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I saw your guy with a different girl&lt;br /&gt;Looks like he's in another world&lt;br /&gt;Run and hide Sunday girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up, hurry up and wait&lt;br /&gt;I say awake all week and still I wait&lt;br /&gt;I got the blues, please come see&lt;br /&gt;What your loving means to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can't catch up with the working crowd&lt;br /&gt;The weekend mood and she's feeling proud&lt;br /&gt;Live in dreams Sunday girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I would like to go out tonight&lt;br /&gt;If I go with you my folks'll get uptight&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home Sunday girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I saw your guy with a different girl&lt;br /&gt;Looks like he's in another world&lt;br /&gt;Run and hide Sunday girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw you again in the summertime&lt;br /&gt;If your love was as sweet as mine&lt;br /&gt;I could be Sunday's girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up, hurry up and wait&lt;br /&gt;I say awake all week and still I wait&lt;br /&gt;I got the blues, please come see&lt;br /&gt;What your loving means to me&lt;br /&gt;I got the blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21890314-115549080436855749?l=lisalovelament.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/feeds/115549080436855749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21890314&amp;postID=115549080436855749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115549080436855749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21890314/posts/default/115549080436855749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisalovelament.blogspot.com/2006/08/sunday-sunday-todays-cycle-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>TheWellfunnyman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09060576642381410495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21890314.post-115541364923206071</id><published>2006-08-12T20:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-13T11:31:46.766Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6163/2218/1600/lil%20guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6163/2218/200/lil%20guy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Lil Guy Leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6pm The lil guy and his mum have left the county. He gave me a great big hug.&lt;br /&gt;I said, "I love you."&lt;br /&gt;He said, the 5year old, " I love you too."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "I'll miss you."&lt;br /&gt;He said, "I'll miss you, but I miss my dad. Never mind, I'll be back."&lt;br /&gt;He didn't cry, not until later. He kept a smile on his face. But when we did final hugs with my sister, his mum, suddenly he started the water works. Didn't last long, just long enough for him to get it out of his system. Then he laughed at my antics :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, it starts to get stuffy in da house. So I lighten up my look, put on some duds, get out ma bike and ride into tha wind. It's late but the sun still hangs up there. It's warm enuff if ya cycle hard enuff - I do. Beat the car to the first gate, beat the next car to cross the road and have to slow for a noob stumblin' thru the first narrow. I over take "him".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fly through the 2nd narrow and hit the brakes on the third. This side of the gate lies a bike, a mum and a kid in a bike seat. Just about to enter the 3rd narrow, and the cause of me braking, is a smilin' male pensioner enjoyin' bike riding in the park. I give him his space, smile back at all present and jump through the gate. I attempt to overtake some joggers and the chain falls off the cog - on the uphill bit of the damned bridge. I manage to retrieve the situation insitu and pass the joggers at the second attempt. On passing I give the gents a swift apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fly across the main-car-encrusted-bridge without needing to slow, the chain jumps off again but again I am able to swiftly retrench it back into place with need to stop. I reached the coast and cycled for around 8miles around there before heading back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decide to pass through town. The town is full of the "beautiful people". I come to the main junction on the Main High Street and am force to wait by red lights. On green I push my bike and &lt;strong&gt;the bloody chain falls off MAJOR STYLE.&lt;/strong&gt; It refuses to jump back easily and I'm forced to get off and roll it to the side. I look around for something to stop my hand getting oily and find a shopping receipt. But the chain has major kinks and needs my hands. After about 5minutes, my hands are oil-black, people are walkin' by, bouncers are hangin' in their doors, and I am down on my feet, knees bent, playin' wit da chain.&lt;br /&gt;When it's finally on, I look around for sometin to use to clean da gunk on my lims. NOTHIN! So I cycle to da park, find some grass and lay da hands on it. I find some leaves, rip em, and do the jesus on dem.&lt;br /&gt;I headed for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Here I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;If the Subconscious could sing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Elvis Presley - FEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Straight No Chaser - This Is How We Do It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;REM - Losing My Religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZcF5m1gk1c" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKx_BTj_-IE" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ye2LoCaZKCY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Fair Lady - Wouldn't It Be Loverly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Buggles - Video Killed the Radio Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I Don't Exist&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_HOpYKnbXLs" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cmjuGIVyP4Q" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I Don't Exist?&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¬¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF205498-01-01-03.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James Brown - Fever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never know how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;Never know how much I care&lt;br /&gt;When you put your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;I get a fever that's so hard to bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me fever when you kiss me&lt;br /&gt;Fever when you hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;Fever in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Fever all through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ev'rybody's got the fever&lt;br /&gt;that is something you all know&lt;br /&gt;Fever isn't such a new thing&lt;br /&gt;Fever started long ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun lights up the daytime&lt;br /&gt;Moon lights up the night&lt;br /&gt;I light up when you call my name&lt;br /&gt;And you know I'm gonna treat you right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me fever when you kiss me&lt;br /&gt;Fever when you hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;Fever in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Fever all through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo loved Juliet&lt;br /&gt;Juliet she felt the same&lt;br /&gt;When he put his arms around her&lt;br /&gt;He said 'Julie, baby, you're my flame&lt;br /&gt;Thou giv-est fever when we kisseth&lt;br /&gt;Fever with the flaming youth&lt;br /&gt;Fever I'm afire&lt;br /&gt;Fever yea I burn for sooth'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Smith and Pocahantas&lt;br /&gt;Had a very mad affair&lt;br /&gt;When her daddy tried to kill him&lt;br /&gt;She said 'Daddy, o, don't you dare&lt;br /&gt;He gives me fever with his kisses&lt;br /&gt;Fever when he holds me tight&lt;br /&gt;Fever, I'm his misses,&lt;br /&gt;Oh daddy, won't you treat him right'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you've listened to my story&lt;br /&gt;Here's the point that I have made&lt;br /&gt;Cats were born to give chicks fever&lt;br /&gt;Be it Fahrenheit or centigrade&lt;br /&gt;They give you fever when you kiss them&lt;br /&gt;Fever if you live and learn&lt;br /&gt;Fever till you sizzle&lt;br /&gt;What a lovely way to burn&lt;br /&gt;What a lovely way to burn&lt;br /&gt;What a lovely way to burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF183340-01-02-02.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REM - Losing My Religion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is bigger&lt;br /&gt;It's bigger than you&lt;br /&gt;And you are not me&lt;br /&gt;The lengths that I will go to&lt;br /&gt;The distance in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh no I've said too much&lt;br /&gt;I set it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me in the corner&lt;br /&gt;That's me in the spotlight&lt;br /&gt;Losing my religion&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep up with you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know if I can do it&lt;br /&gt;Oh no I've said too much&lt;br /&gt;I haven't said enough&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I heard you laughing&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I heard you sing&lt;br /&gt;I think I thought I saw you try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every whisper&lt;br /&gt;Of every waking hour I'm&lt;br /&gt;Choosing my confessions&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep an eye on you&lt;br /&gt;Like a hurt lost and blinded fool&lt;br /&gt;Oh no I've said too much&lt;br /&gt;I set it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider this&lt;br /&gt;The hint of the century&lt;br /&gt;Consider this&lt;br /&gt;The slip that brought me&lt;br /&gt;To my knees failed&lt;br /&gt;What if all these fantasies&lt;br /&gt;Come flailing around&lt;br /&gt;Now I've said too much&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I heard you laughing&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I heard you sing&lt;br /&gt;I think I thought I saw you try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was just a dream&lt;br /&gt;That was just a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00005YDG8001002/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_002/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa Errico - Wouldn't It Be Loverly?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is a room somewhere, far away from the cold night air.&lt;br /&gt;With one enormous chair; Oh wouldn't it be loverly?&lt;br /&gt;Lots of choc'late for me to eat; Lots of coal makin' lots of heat.&lt;br /&gt;Warm face, warm 'ands, warm feet, Oh wouldn't it be loverly?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so loverly sittin' abso-bloomin'-lutely still!&lt;br /&gt;I would never budge 'til Spring crept over my window sill.&lt;br /&gt;Someone's head restin' on my knee; Warm and tender as he can be,&lt;br /&gt;Who takes good care of me; Oh wouldn't it be loverly?&lt;br /&gt;Loverly, loverly, loverly, loverly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF208648-01-01-05.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Buggles - Video Killed the Radio Star &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two&lt;br /&gt;Lying awake intent at tuning in on you.&lt;br /&gt;If I was young it didn't stop you coming through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-a oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They took the credit for your second symphony.&lt;br /&gt;Rewritten by machine and new technology,&lt;br /&gt;and now I understand the problems you can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-a oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met your children&lt;br /&gt;Oh-a oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you tell them?&lt;br /&gt;Video killed the radio star.&lt;br /&gt;Video killed the radio star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures came and broke your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Oh-a-a-a oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we meet in an abandoned studio.&lt;br /&gt;We hear the playback and it seems so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;And you remember the jingles used to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-a oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the first one.&lt;br /&gt;Oh-a oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video killed the radio star.&lt;br /&gt;Video killed the radio star.&lt;br /&gt;In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far&lt;br /&gt;Oh-a-aho oh,&lt;br /&gt;Oh-a-aho oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video killed the radio star.&lt;br /&gt;Video killed the radio star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures came and broke your heart, put the blame on VTR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a radio star.&lt;br /&gt;You are a radio star.&lt;br /&gt;Video killed the radio star.&lt;br /&gt;Video killed the radio star.&lt;br /&gt;Video killed the radio star.&lt;br /&gt;Video killed the radio star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video killed the radio star. 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just another Day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REM - Man On The Moon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y71AX0BbJOg" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00005NP7U001001/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_001/102-4745712-2328165"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elvis – Always on my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VI94AsuvUUA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF186214-01-03-08.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Landscape - Einstein A Go-Go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PmUszelcbXY" width="100" height="75" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(If you know where I can find lyrics to this classic, let me know).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B0000014YR001010/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_010/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gerry &amp; The Pacemakers - Magic Moments&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00008FKWC001005/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_005/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joe Fagin - Auf Weidersehen Pet (That's Livin' Alright)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF202140-01-02-01.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S.O.U.L (Sounds Of Unity &amp;amp; Love) - My Cherie Amour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00002Z883001006/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_006/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REM - Man On The Moon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mott the Hoople and the game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Let's play Twister, let's play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;See you heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked&lt;br /&gt;in the punch?&lt;br /&gt;Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are we losing&lt;br /&gt;touch?&lt;br /&gt;If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.&lt;br /&gt;If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in&lt;br /&gt;the punch?&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are you having&lt;br /&gt;fun?&lt;br /&gt;If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.&lt;br /&gt;If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. Yeah, yeah, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling [wrestling bears]. Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in&lt;br /&gt;the punch?&lt;br /&gt;Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby, are we losing&lt;br /&gt;touch?&lt;br /&gt;If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.&lt;br /&gt;If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/music/clipserve/B00008FKWC001005/0/ref=mu_sam_wma_001_005/103-8989668-7078265"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joe Fagin - Auf Weidersehen Pet (That's Livin' Alright) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Working on the site, from Morning 'till night, that's livin' alright, that's livin' alright,&lt;br /&gt;Then a pint with the boys, in a bar full of noise, that's livin' alright, that's livin' alright,&lt;br /&gt;Working all day, for a pitance of pay, then blow it all on Saturday night,&lt;br /&gt;And you kiss the dames, but you don't ask their names, that's livin' alright.&lt;br /&gt;Working in the sun, drinking schnapps having fun, that's livin' alright, that's livin' alright,&lt;br /&gt;Then a night in the town, spreadin' it around, that's livin' alright, that's livin' alright,&lt;br /&gt;Working all day, for a packet of pay, and send a little back to the wife,&lt;br /&gt;Still you keep a little here, just to keep you in beer, that's livin alright.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you play the game, then it's Auf Wiedersehen, that's livin alright.&lt;br /&gt;Telling the lie, with a glint in your eye, 'cause tomorrow you'll be back on the site,&lt;br /&gt;And you kiss the dames, but you don't ask their names, that' livin alright.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you play the game, then it's Auf Wiedersehen, that's livin' alright, that's livin' alright,&lt;br /&gt;That's livin' alright, that's livin' alright,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you kiss the dames, but you don't ask their names, that's livin alright.&lt;br /&gt;Working in the sun, drinking schnapps having fun, that's livin' alright, that's livin' alright,&lt;br /&gt;Then a night in the town, spreadin' it around, that's livin' alright, that's livin' alright,&lt;br /&gt;Working all day, for a packet of pay, and send a little back to the wife,&lt;br /&gt;Still you keep a little here, just to keep you in beer, thats livin alright.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you play the game, then it's Auf Wiedersehen, that's livin alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling the lie, with a glint in your eye, 'cause tomorrow you'll be back on the site,&lt;br /&gt;And you kiss the dames, but you don't ask their names, that's livin alright.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you play the game, then it's auf wiedersehen, that's livin alright.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The lil guy walked in.  He wants to use the PC.  He tries to push in.  I say, "Let me just finish this and I'll let you play your game." &lt;br /&gt;He stops pushing and says, "Sorry". &lt;br /&gt;I reply, "Sorry".&lt;br /&gt;He then 
