#RPM Challenge 2013# I was standing behind an elderly couple in the grocery store checkout line last week. The cashier told them that someone had donated $100 toward their groceries. $100 had already been paid toward their $121 grocery…

I can't remember her name. I saw her at Kerrville back in 2005. A little blond that always wore a leather cowboy had, played keys and wrote music for movies. (Someone remind me.) COULD SHE KNOW Could she know I think about her Thinking…

After seeing a little boy with burning hatred burning in his very young eyes.

BEEN WATIN’ FOR THAT HURICANE A BLOWIN’ , WATIN’ FOR THAT OLD HARD RAIN TO FALL, CAN’T SAY WHERE I’VE BEEN ,OR WHERE I’M GOIN’ IT’S A WONDER I’M STILL HERE AT ALL….LAY THAT FIDDLE DOWN AND PASS THAT BOTTLE, I NEEDS A LITTLE TAST OF…

#RPM Challenge 2013# Oh it caught me by surprise I Looked into your pretty eyes Nothing more than a simple kiss And a moment like this We don’t need no fancy cars Diamond Rings that shine like stars You never really asked for more Than moments…

Never take seriously what can be taken with alcohol.

Any resemblance to the Yiddish word Chutzpah is of the purest intent. With a doff of the hat to Sheldon Alan "Shel" Silverstein ...and Mad magazine for all of their influences. that indeed did rot my brain

Meant for singing along rollicking

Meant for singing along rollicking

Meant for singing along rollicking