Posted on 03/14/2008 9:50:42 AM PDT by beccix
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Sometimes I have strange dreams.
Recently had one where a woman dressed in somewhat anachronistic clothing fired a revolver at someone out of my field of view.
Which was oddly slanted.
She had a weird smirk too.
So I sketched it real quick after pondering it for awhile.
Then there was the dream where a vampire was nibbling somewhat on me neck.
And she giggled about it..
*CREEPY, worse if I put in the details left out.*
I’ll see your dreams and raise you two of my own.
It sounds like ya’ll need a good sing-a-long this morning.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L7BQRGXFLJs
MARIA
I feel pretty
Oh so pretty
I feel pretty and witty and gay
And I pity
Any girl who isn’t me today
I feel charming
Oh so charming
It’s alarming how charming I feel
And so pretty
That I hardly can believe I’m real
See the pretty girl in that mirror there?
Who can that attractive girl be?
Such a pretty face
Such a pretty dress
Such a pretty smile
Such a pretty me!
I feel stunning
And entrancing
Feel like running
And dancing for joy
For I’m loved
By a pretty wonderful boy
GIRLS
Have you met my good friend Maria
The craziest girl on the block?
You’ll know her the minute you see her
She’s the one who is in an advanced state of shock
She thinks she’s in love
She thinks she’s in Spain
She isn’t in love
She’s merely insane
It must be the heat
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it’s fleas
Keep away from her
Send for Chino
This is not the Maria we know
Modest and pure
Polite and refined
Well-bred and mature
And out of her mind!
Miss America, Miss America, speech!
Miss America, bravo, speech!
MARIA
I feel pretty
Oh so pretty
That the city should give me its key
A committee
Should be organized to honour me
I feel dizzy
I feel sunny
I feel fizzy and funny and fine
And so pretty
Miss America can just resign
See the pretty girl in that mirror there
(What mirror, where?)
Who can that attractive girl be?
(Which, what, where, whom?)
Such a pretty face
Such a pretty dress
Such a pretty smile
Such a pretty me!
MARIA & GIRLS
I feel stunning
And entrancing
Feel like running and dancing for joy
For I’m loved
By a pretty wonderful boy
No thanks....
I don’t do mind worms this early in the day.
Morning, Thomas!
Eeeks.
I hope I haven’t inspired any of them.
No...actually, listening to your tales of skeery stuff during the night, I feel positively wonderful.
*ahem* Not well enough to drink your coffee, though....;o]
Has some interesting guitar work during the chorus.
Would work nicely as an instrumental to an animated fight scene...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hl8CJZny1as
Almost Easy
Lyrics:
I feel insane every single time
I’m asked to compromise
Cause I’m afraid and stuck in my ways
And that’s the way it stay-ay-ays
So how long did I expect love to out weigh ignorance
Now that look on your face I may have forced the scale to tip
I’m not insane, I’m not insane
I’m not insane, I’m not - not insane
(I’m not)
Come back to me, it’s almost easy
(Set it off)
Come back again, it’s almost easy
Shame pulses through my heart
From the things I’ve done to you
It’s hard to face, but the fact remains
That this is nothing new-oh-oh-oh
I left you bound and tied with suicidal memories
Selfish beneath the skin
But deep inside I’m not insane.
I’m not insane, I’m not insane.
I’m not insane, I’m not - not insane.
(I’m not)
Come back to me, it’s almost easy
(Set it Off)
Come back again, it’s almost easy
(You learned your lesson)
Come back to me, it’s almost easy
(It’s still your fault)
Come back again, it’s almost easy
Now that I’ve lost you it kills me to say
(Hurts to say)
I tried to hold on as you slowly slipped away.
I’m losing the fight.
I treated you so wrong, now let me make it right.
(Make it all right)
I’m not insane, I’m not insane. Ha Ha Ha Ha
I’m not insane, I’m not - not insane.
(I’m not)
Come back to me, it’s almost easy
(Set it Off)
Come back again, it’s almost easy
(You learned your lesson)
Come back to me, it’s almost easy
(It’s still your fault)
Come back again, it’s almost easy
LOL!
So listening to this third shift undead’s tales of nightshift weirdness is actually... pleasant?
Let’s just say it’s “different” from mine. ;o])
I can live with it because it reminds me I’m not alone in my dreams.
I’m rarely alone in my dreams.
There is always a visitor of one kind or another.
Yes. And some are disguised as “friends.”
Others are flagrant enemas.
Well, there was the one where I was in that foxhole with the John Wayne voiced muskrat.
Ad a friend showed up and asked if I wanted some tea.
When asked what she was doing in said dream, she said, “I don’t know, it’s YOUR dream” as if somehow it was my fault.
Later on in waking life, she asked me what I had been doing in a foxhole with a talking muskrat.
And I hadn’t told her about the dream.
That was cute. I haven’t seen it in a long time.
I'm not sure I would recognize a muskrat if it turned up in my foxhole ... or in my laundry room, where I keep most of my weird stuff.
I thought they might be the ones that look a lot like a beaver. If a muskrat or a beaver is going to talk, John Wayne’s is as good a voice as any.
Maybe so.
But the helmet on his head and the cigar he was chewing on put him over the top with the voice.
Watched too many John Wayne war movies as a kid I guess.
Ooops!
Sorry, guys, I was busy doing things I feel up to doing, and decided I’d better finish it before I came back to sit down.
I have one more quick chore, then I’ll be here to stay. Maybe.
She says.
Coyly.
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