Ticks - Brad Paisley

Lyrics - No Comments » - Posted on June, 24 at 5:02 pm

Romantic song… in a cheesy kind of way. It just makes me smile :D
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Every time you take a sip
In this smoky atmosphere
You press that bottle to your lips
And I wish I was your beer
In the small there of your back
Your jeans are playing peekaboo
I’d like to see the other half of your butterfly tattoo.

Hey that gives me an idea
Let’s get out of this bar
Drive out into the country
And find a place to park.

‘Cause I’d like to see you out in the moonlight
I’d like to kiss you way back in the sticks
I’d like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
And I’d like to check you for ticks.

I know the perfect little path
Out in these woods I used to hunt
Don’t worry babe I’ve got your back
And I’ve also got your front
Now, I’d hate to waste a night like this
I’ll keep you safe you wait and see
The only thing allowed to crawl all over you when we get there is me.

You know every guy in here tonight
Would like to take you home
But I’ve got way more class than them
Babe that ain’t what I want.

‘Cause I’d like to see you out in the moonlight
I’d like to kiss you way back in the sticks
I’d like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
And I’d like to check you for ticks.

You never know where one might be
There’s lots of place that are hard to reach
I gotcha.

I’d like to see you out in the moonlight
I’d like to kiss you baby way back in the sticks
I’d like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
And I’d like to check you for ticks.

I’d sure like to check you for ticks…

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uplift

Original verse, Poetry, Tanka, Wordsmith, haiku - No Comments » - Posted on June, 24 at 3:10 pm

A series of thoughts that sprung up over a few days.

The sun enters me
warming my heart and my soul
Let the sunshine in

Emotions guide us
Only you can allow change
Maintain who you are
Always be honest with YOU
Keep your emotions centered

When others control
Who you think you should become
Where your life should be
Little good will manifest
Constantly be true to YOU.

The love of your life
will appear in its due time
live your life fully!

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The Road I’m On - 3 Doors Down

Lyrics - No Comments » - Posted on June, 24 at 2:56 pm

She said life’s a lot to think about sometimes
When you’re living in between the lines
And all the stars they sparkle and shine everyday

He said life’s so hard to move in sometimes
When it feels like I’m towin’ the line
And no one even cares to ask me why I feel this way

I know you feel helpless now and I know you feel alone
That’s the same road, the same road that I am on

He said life’s a lot to think about sometimes
When you keep it all between the lines
Of everything I want and I want to find, one of these days

What you thought was real in life somehow steered you wrong
Now you just keep drivin’ tryin’ to find out where you belong

I know you feel helpless now and I know you feel alone
That’s the same road, that same road that I am on

What you thought was real in life somehow steered you wrong
Now you just keep drivin’ tryin’ to find out where you belong

I know you feel helpless now and I know you feel alone
That’s the same road, that same road that I am on

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to sleep, or not to sleep, that IS the question.

Original Prose, Wordsmith - No Comments » - Posted on June, 19 at 12:14 am

Too many things on my mind
I just can’t stop the flow of thoughts
from rushing in and out.

I rehash the day, what if, why not
why.

Damn it JB, I know I think too much! but it is part of me.
Who I am is this person with the overactive mind.

When it is going in the right direction it is incredibly useful.
It is slowly turning back in that direction.

When it is flowing where it does not need to go it can be detrimental.
I have been there too much.

Friends and companions
keep me steered in the right direction
for that I thank you all so much.
Even those who have hurt me or done damage
help.

In the long run.

So here I sit,
slowly life improves.

Light begins to shine again.

Each light in my life has been different,
Each person I have, gotten to know, cared for, loved
Ignored, disliked, disdained,
has shown me their light.
And thus become a little part of me.

Some are a big part, their lights shine the brightest
some have almost no effect, about them I care very little.
but all have influenced who… and what… I am.

Who and what am I?

A man who thinks too much about life and its little situations
and influences.

I want to know why, who, how come!
tell me or I will try and figure it out anyway!

and probably just get it wrong

So I ask for help from those wiser than I.
At least wiser in a particular situation.

Or I find someone to spend time with who makes me feel good.
These are the good lights in my life. They sustain me, lift me,
keep me going.

and hurt the most when they are gone

but they are still my lights, I still value and treasure the bit
I have gotten from them.

So what does this have to do with sleep?

the lights in my life play in my mind, flashing behind my
eyelids.
keeping me turned on instead of tuned out

It seems I no longer have a dimmer switch
I go from wide awake to sleep, no in between, no tired

Going from a hundred miles an hour to unconscious in the blink
of an eye.

Only to wake up BEFORE the alarm!
W-T-F is up with that!

SO I try again for ‘to sleep”, knowing that it will be
“or not to sleep”
yet again tonight.

Fine, I will just sleep when I can
and dream of finding(?) the one who will sleep next to me
one day.

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Love Can Heal

My Images, Original verse, Tanka, Wordsmith - No Comments » - Posted on June, 17 at 10:24 pm

Love heals

Click for larger image, and use the back button to return.
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I have this under Tanka even tho it really is not, it follows 5,7,7,7,7, but what I wanted to get across just did not fit. Call it creative license. :)

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MOBY - Why does my heart feel so bad? updated

Lyrics, My Images, Photography - No Comments » - Posted on May, 17 at 1:51 am

Why does my heart feel so bad?
Why does my soul feel so bad?

Why does my heart feel so bad?
Why does my soul feel so bad?

He’ll open doors

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Here is am image I created using this song as inspiration, and an idea from raiawoman. It is a rough idea and not a complete concept. Click the thumbnail to see the full size.

image ©2007Wade Fuson
Lyrics ©Moby

4:24 minute song that repeats these simple lyrics.

Not a statement on life, just what I think is a good song… look it up

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Alaska 2003

My Images, Photography - No Comments » - Posted on May, 15 at 8:05 pm

here is a link to all 12 rolls of our Alaska trip in 2003.

Small iceberg near Valdez

Enjoy

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sunshine

Original verse, Poetry, Wordsmith, haiku - No Comments » - Posted on May, 15 at 7:58 pm

life is how you live
make of it the best you can
sunshine is comfort

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First Glass Blowing session from 2004

Fire Is Good, Glassblowing - No Comments » - Posted on March, 27 at 2:30 pm

This is what I have from my first foray into glass blowing. I had one nice piece that “disappeared” when it came out of the kiln. I have video to remind me that it was done, and looked very nice.


first Jar Bud Vase paper weight 1 paper weight 2 broken attempt

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Happiness

Original Prose, Wordsmith - No Comments » - Posted on March, 27 at 2:10 pm

Isn’t it amazing how the little things can sometimes make the most difference in out lives?
Having someone there to say hello to, or goodnight, just before the light goes out.
A child smiling at you in the checkout lane.
Getting an email or a letter from someone you have not heard from in far too long.
When your horse relaxes his head onto your shoulder and sighs deeply, letting you know you are trusted.
Finding out more about a new friend. The curiosity and unknown, but allowing for any possible direction, even tho caution must exist.
Reassurances from an old friend, letting you know that all is still good.

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