Friday, October 3, 2008

I coulda told you that

DEAD GIVEAWAY SARAH, I BETCHA
Despite her efforts to distance herself from Bush....I mean I doubt if she can see Bush from her house....though she can see Russia...if you listened carefully you found the one thing that spoke louder than all her protestations to the contrary (the lady doth protest too much?). And that was the way she pronounced the word 'NUCLEAR'...Just like her buddy, her mentor, her idol, George W. Bush...she adopted his same affectation of mispronouncing it, 'NUCULER'. So she knows a lot about energy, right? Except how to pronounce it.
I guess the apple don't fall too far from the Bush.
Also, is she from Fargo or what? You betcha!




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BARACK AND ROLL
Barack and Roll (And Try to Stay Positive )by T. Paige Dalporto When in the hell, when in the hell when in the hell you gonna get into it. Sit right there, ass in a chair better take care you better get into it.
Rock, rock Rock it till the beast is dead Barack and roll and try to stay positive.
Money's gone, jobs gone something's wrong, better get into it.
Water's gone, health is gone won't be long, you better get into it.
Rock, Rock, Rock it till the beast is dead Barack and roll and notify the gubmint.
Kicked to the curb U don't say a word gonna get hurt if you don't get into it.
Rock, Rock, Rock it till the beast is dead Barack and roll and try to stay positive.
Feet to the fire, flames goin higher down to the wire, better get into it. Hand to the mouth no way out, don't bail out gotta get into it.
Rock, Rock, Rock it till the beast is dead Barack and roll and notify the gubmint.
Canary's dead, knocked in the head little bird said time to get into it.
Drag line, pipe line, coal mine end of time cross tie, don't whine, next of kin notify...
Rock, Rock, Rock it till the beast is dead Barack and roll and try to stay positve.
Rock, Rock, Rock it till the beast is dead Barack and roll and notify the gubmint.
(C) 2008 T. Paige Dalporto
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October 2, 2008 - Thursday
Also it gives Witches a bad rap
I CONFESS

That as a youngster while watching an Oral Roberts broadcast, when he asked the tv audience to lay hands on the television set, I, an 11 year old boy, walked up to the tv set and laid hands on it. I think I was trying to impress my neighbors who were watching this broadcast with me.
If Sarah Palin was prayed over to be protected from witchcraft, that does that protect her from Joe Biden?
I also had a troubling experience one time, in New Mexico, with a gathering of Christians who I had met, who prayed over me, and told me that God was not at all pleased with me. I don't know what I had done to incur their wrath, but I do remember imbibing in the cookies, and was told they were for later. Also I laughed when the head honcho said she spent 3 hours in her prayer closet. I don't know, it was just the image of her being in a closet for 3 hours that kinda cracked me up. I do feel she was getting her revenge later when she laid hands on me and told me God was not pleased with me. Then one of the brothers spoke up and said, "I agree. My spirit bears witness...I believe God wants you to take up a trade." I was on a mission across country to try to get a break in the gospel music business, and felt I had been called to do so. Or at least, given the opportunity. So taking up a trade was not a step up, by any means.
I was getting tired of this kind of Christianity by this time. So many things happened on this trip that turned me off. I was accused of being drunk twice. I was made to feel I wasn't Christian enough, twice, etc.
It's a bad thing when Christians turn away from the basics. I feel that being prayed over the way in which Sarah Palin was is getting away from the basics of Christianity.
Also, it gives Witches a bad rap.
I'd rather seek the Lord's protection from the whited sepulchers and hypocrites of the religious right. These are likely the least in God's kingdom, the lowest common denominator of Christianity. People who are possibly using their faith as a way to gain an advantage.
Thank God for faith. It's such a relief, and a joy, not to have to depend on reason to get through this life.




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October 1, 2008 - Wednesday
See My Dog
I think I wrote this in Nashville. I was thinking of the family dog, Jacob, and he was the best. Legs so short he had to do a handstand to take a leak. Believe it or not, it took years to complete this little puppy. I got hung up on the chorus. A simple chord modulation solved the problem. I had a girl dog by then, Chartreuse...another good dog, another song.

If you see my dog laying in the grass
if you see my dog don't you give him none of your sass
If you see my dog layin in the grass

If you see my dog standin' all alone
if you see my dog, give my dog a bone
If you see my dog standin' all alone.

Well, there she is, there she is
she's the best little girl in the whole wide world
There she is, there she is
say hey! little puppy,
she's my little girl.

Maybe she went to the park to play
she's just a little shaggy but she ain't no stray
Maybe she went to the park to play...

If you see my dog, acting kinda funny
if you see my dog, hey, what's it to ya buddy
if you see my dog acting kinda funny...

(C) 2008 T. Paige
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September 29, 2008 - Monday
He said, she said
There was an argument about the compost which she unceremoniously dumped on the ground near the house, and it lay there rotting and stinking, clear out to the street. He said, it's either me or the compost. She said, I can't smell it and I want a divorce. He said, Okay, you can have your compost and eat it, too.
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RAIN
Guess I could write a song about the rain
since the rain's coming down
but I already wrote a song about the rain
and it's still coming down
and I promised you a song about love
so I will, write you a song, about love.

I guess I could write a song about the war
since there's a war goin' on
but I already wrote a song about the war
and it's still goin on.
and I promised you a song about love
so I will, write you a song, about love.

In the desert of my life you are the rain
precious rain coming down
and what can I do for you my friend
my precious friend.
I promised you a song about love
so I will, write you a song, about love.

In the winter of my life you are the sun
shining down on me
and no, not just for me, for everyone
uh, huh.
and I promised you a song about love
so I will, write you a song, about love.
(C) 2008 T. Paige

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September 28, 2008 - Sunday
damned


The Bible says somewhere, and I have heard it preached, 'You can believe a lie and be damned.' Considering a poll taken in W.Va. it appears that we don't know that Obama is a Christian. Half of us think he is Muslim or don't know what his religion is. Are we that ignorant? Will we believe the lie? And then be damned to another 4 years of this administration, Sarah Palin, and all the rest?