Gnarly tree Thursday
O Gnarly tree
O Gnarly tree
I feel just like
You look to me.
You flinch beside one
Straight and true
I wonder what hap-
pened to you.
The same amount
of soil and sun
Why are you the
Unlucky one?
O Gnarly tree
O Gnarly tree
It all seems so
unfair to me.
Will poetry month ever end?
How much of this stuff can you stand?
In spite of the absurd poesy, it's been a good Thursday.
Besides all the comment traffic, the cello project marches on.
Whilst waiting for my coffee, I met up with Seattle's preeminent and most dearly beloved cellist.
I've got contact info and will be sending the cello duet score asap.
For some reason, the toy train whistle and right hand only strings project is producing stuff that actually resembles music of some sort or other.
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posted by Lane Savant at 11:49 AM
31 Comments:
42 Comments! OMG, has FFTL become like the men's room wall over the urinals? Does everyone who happens by feel the need to comment? It appears so. It is odd that many of the dear and not so dear departed are the ones who like to make comments. I heard of phone calls from the dead, but dead blogging is way too creepy. But they do have words of wisdom and some of the things they impart are funny as hell, enit?
Anyway, O GNARLY TREE is fine with me, and it has already found its way to FFTR, and I found an even more knarly tree to post as pic above it.
Let's hear it for the progress on the cello project! (silence) Did you hear me? (flatulation in unison) That was rude! (raspberries in unison) Get serious. (unprovoked screetching in unison) Damn, cut that out! (humming separately) Now, that's nicer. (flatulence separately) What would Jesus do? (burping in unison) I give up (clapping and cheering).
You seemed to have left out your positive reaction, your pride in the overwhelming response your last posting seemed to have created. Damnest thing I ever saw.
I am going to a metaphysical healer and massage therapist Rieku person now. I hope it does me some good. Several of my spirit guides tell me to continue, but my ass aches and my fingers are swollen this fine morning.
Glenn
Sir Savant:
What Emily and I are up to over here is none of your damned business. Isn't it enough that she professes her love for you and demonstrates her disdain for me?
Edgar Allen Poo
How sweet of you Doug, to give a thought to my well being, and of all things, my sex life. Yes, my fine man, there is sex after death, but it is not what you think it is. You will understand soon enough, so don't be in such a rush to understand the ways of heaven.
.........Emily
I was only as tall as Robert Blake, who was as tall as Alan Ladd, but I made up for it in brass balls and militant stupidity.
George A. Custer
Hey Dude:
How's it hanging? Looking at your simile for the knarly tree makes me wonder a bit about your status. Knarly used to be a cool word in my day. If something was knarly, it was beyond bitchin'. Today, I guess, it would be poppin'.
Eddy Emerald
Fellatio is not sex, it is just a hell of a lot of fun. Most of the teenagers of today would agree with me, even though they are impervious to STD's.
William J. Clinton
I am still pissed off that MIDNIGHT COWBOY was such a filthy and disgusting movie. When I went into that theater in NYC, I went in to see a western, not a movie about faggots, gigilos, losers, homeless beggers, and fallen women. Joe Buck was a cool name for the hero though.
Roy Rogers
P.S.: There is no truth to the rumor that I was offered the vice presidency under Ronald Reagan, nor is Dale stuffed next to Trigger and Bullet in my museum in Victorville.
You know Douglas, your music is beginning to interest me a lot. It has a special appeal to the dead. I would like for you to score a new play that I have written. I will channel it to you one of these nights, and you can transcribe it, and then score music for it, and then have the world premiere at you Palmer Palace of the Arts.
Tennessee Williams
Tenny, Tenny, how rude of you to show up without telling the rest of us. Douglas, I think your little blogsite is very cute, and most of your rants do make me giggle and titter a bunch. I might channel you one of my newest short stories before Tenny can send his play. It is a spicy story. I hope you enjoy it.
Truman Capote
If I am elected President, those sexist pricks will have to address me as Madam President, and that will not be the first time that a Madam has visited or ruled within the White House.
H.R. Clinton
Do you think I am black enough? Come on, just tell me.
B. Obama
What's with all the fruits sounding off here on your blog, Douggie dearest? All you have to do is put on some Frankie Avalon, shake you booty, and sweat to oldies, honey.
Richard Simmons
That's the most ridickulous thing I ever heard!
Groucho
I wonder if Eddy likes fried banana and peanut butter sandwiches deep pan fried in butter?
The King
That was no lady. That was my wife. And I never killed her, honest. Some son of a bitch just happened to find and use my gun on the bitch.
Rob Blake
No one really knew I was gay. They just though I was strange. But all my friends "knew" I was strange. I loved wearing the dress in PSYCHO. On that particular day, Hitch wore a dress too, just to screw with people's minds. And J. Edgar Hoover dropped by in his too too, and didn't he look fabulous?
Anthony Perkins
People say that I was bisexual in my youth, that Pete O'Toole and I were a twosome during BECKET, even though Liz was there too. All I can say is what two grown men do after they are shit faced is between them and their maker.
R. Burton
I just hate that joke! You know the one....
How did Aids get to California?
Answer: In back of a Hudson.
Roy Fitzgerald
Now the more proper bit of levity regarding Aids would be:
What is the first and primary symptom of Aids?
Answer: A pounding sensation in your ass.
Lee Liberace
What the hell is this, Gay Pride Month? I thought it was Secretary's Day, and Poetry Month.
All these fags make me nervous.
Marion Morrison
Please, peeleeze, play nice children. There is no need to be rude or sexist. Our gay brothers have their place in the world too. Most of them are past it though, you know. Only pedifelia is the true path to heaven.
M. Jackson (in hiding)
How could all this sissy boy talk get started? Palmer opened his posting with the picture of a dead tree, for Christ's sake. Take steroids, it's easier.
Gov. Schwartzenegger
There is absolutely no truth to the rumor that Smiley Burnette used to go down on Gene Autry. Hell, he was taller than Gene. But then, who wasn't?
William Boyd
I am still hurt and saddened by the comments left here yesterday by Jay Silverheels. He and I always got along so well. I only had to use the whip on him once, and that time he surely deserved it.
Clayton Moore
P.S.: Yes, I still like wearing the mask. It makes me such a mystery man.
Why are all these fags hitting on me up here? I am not homosexual. I just played one in the movie.
Heath Ledger
Now ladies, let's leave Doug and the gang alone for now. You wouldn't want the government monitoring this blog spot; (which I adore, honey) to be placed on a smut list. It is just a blog with humor, where Palmer gets to shoot his mouth off regularly.
Mae West
Who needs vaudeville and burlesque?
We got FFTL, and Doug Palmer, and Butch, and Anonomann, and a cast of hundreds keeping our tummys tickling!
Uncle Miltie
PS: I looked pretty good in a dress too, Tony, Hitch, and J. Ed.
Never in the history of mankind have I seen such rubbish promulgated! Someone should get a committee together and look into this site. There is some kind of subversive horseshit going on, mark my words.
R. Millhouse N.
Fellow Americans:
I choose not to accept the nomination of my party for the office of President. I am grateful that history will take some heat off me when they get around to writing about Bush and his posse of oil barons. I recommend several doses of FEEL FREE TO LAUGH daily. It keeps you regular.
LBJ
Let's get back to poetry everyone. The comments have strayed off into a netherzone of depravity and rudeness, and I will brook no more of it.
Ward Bond
Hoppy was a real gentleman, though he drank too much. Roy got a little too heavy into Religo for my tastes. Gene was always an arrogant little prick. There never was as much fuss made about queers when you made westerns, but we all knew they were around.
George "Gabby" Hayes
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