Ishtar wrote:I wish that I could be ...
I’ve been all around this great big world
And I’ve met all kinds of guys.
But I’d just love to be there in the States
With the greatest guys in the world.
West Coast Mich is hip
I really dig those jeans she wears.
And Cogs and Dan with the way they talk,
They'd knock me out when I’m down there.
The Mid-West Forum Monk could really make me feel so right.
And Westport John with his pipe and verse
Would keep a lady warm at night.
I wish that I could be
I wish that I could be
I wish that I could be a West American girl
The South-West has the sunshine
And so I could get all tanned,
I’d watch Min doing laps in his warm chlorine pool,
And dream in the desert sands.
I’ve been all around this discussion board,
And I’ve seen all kinds, like Rich.
And Frank, KB and even michaelruggeri,
Rokcet, Paul-Marc and Knuckle Sandwich.
PattyIt’s a great girl, Seeker’s far out man,
Barracuda and Shark are fine fish.
Then there's lovely Leona, and Popelane too,
And even Beags when we're not having tiffs.
I wish that I could be
I wish that I could be
I wish that I could be a West American girl
See I just can’t choose between you all
So let’s continue to converse.
And at least over here I’ve got War and Dig,
So things could be much worse!
Still ...
I wish that I could be
I wish that I could be
I wish that I could be a West American girl
Ishtar -
You are awesome. Beachboys Rule!
Michelle, we may need to create a place for this stuff.
I know it is not mainline Archaeologica.
But it is mainline creativity.
And mainline creativity is
The real reason I am here.
I'll tell you a little history ---------
When I was growing up as a small boy,
I had the unique opportunity to go along on
Raymond Alf's Peccary Trips
(Look up Raymond Alf/Webb School on the Inet)
Because my Dad was involved in the organisation.
We would set up camp in God Knows Nowhere,
The desert, pristine beautiful.
And when evening came down, and supper was eaten
We would sing.
Gospel, folk songs, Woodie Guthrie, early Rock/Roll, whatever.
I hear that choir to this day.
We were an organisation and an expedition totally and intensely bent on a scientific goal. Ray was a leader's leader.
Song and poetry were welcomed as a daily,
Critical element to the achievement of that goal.
As Ray would say "Laudate Deum".
hoka hey
john
