Thursday, August 17, 2006

golden bear with me...

prepping to go on vacation... flying to nevada, driving to california, this wknd...

rather am enjoying the contretemps in the comments and will do my level best to egg you on, i.e., prompt whatever vitriols needing venting...

but in the meantime, i must i must...

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

Who loves you pretty baby,
Who's gonna help you through the night?

Who loves you pretty mama,
Who's always there to make it right?

Who loves you pretty baby,
Who's gonna help you through the night?

Who loves you pretty mama,
Who's always there to make it right?

Who loves you,
Who loves you pretty baby?
Who's gonna love you mama?

Who loves you,
Who loves you pretty baby?

When tears are in your eyes,
And you can't find the way.

It's hard to make believe,
You're happy when you're gray.

Baby when you're feelin' like,
You'll never see the mornin' light.

Come to me,
Baby, you'll see.

Barking Up Trees said...

i note u've changed the spelling of yer name, frankie...

and i think i know who u r...

Anonymous said...

dog, the change is only to the typing..and does one ever really know?

Barking Up Trees said...

whatever, barnyard...

Anonymous said...

While engaging in material progress and taking care of physical well-being we need to pay equal attention to developing peace of mind and thus taking care of the internal aspect of our being.

Spared said...

That's definitely not the ambulance chaser...

I'm sort of missing him now. Damn.

Barking Up Trees said...

he'll be back... in the meantime, enjoy frankie... if you're a golf nut, he'll be yer best pal...

Anonymous said...

I think spared is missing the attorney?

Barking Up Trees said...

i knew that as she was chasin' 'im away...

i think they got a thing goin'...

Spared said...

we do not damn it!! i don't even know the man. furthermore, i want no more talk of the ambulance chaser.

Barking Up Trees said...

-spared- & naahmy...
sittin' in a tree...

Spared said...

when were you leaving again? can i help you pack?

Barking Up Trees said...

sure, baby... !

c'mon along, we're goin' for a hayride...

Spared said...

I get hayride sick. You go ahead.