Diet Coke, music, iTunes and some humor

 

Posted 04-17-2017

On Tuesday I decided to pour Coke on my keyboard. I had opened the Coke, sat down to check emails, and my hand rebelled and poured half the can into the keyboard. #@$*, I said. I actually watched my hand rebel and do the deed, mouth open, other hand, fingers extended to type frozen above the now soaked keys. The mouse cursor started jumping all over the screen, multiple versions of Google Chrome opened up and then everything crashed. A few minutes later I tipped the keyboard, smacked it against the desktop a few times to get the majority of the Coke out of it (it was diet Coke. I think that made the damage lighter somehow), cleaned up the puddle and rebooted. It worked fine.

So on to 32″ sliding doors on a 48″ shower. My brilliant idea, shower doors instead of a curtain, only make sense right? The sliding doors looked great. But was pretty sure my elderly mother was not gong to squeeze herself through the remaining 16″ of space to get in and out of the shower. I called her in anyway…

“Do you think you can fit in there, Mom,” I asked?

“I wish I hadn’t dropped you on your head when you were two,” Mom said.

“What,” I asked?

“Never mind… ” She shook her head. “No,” she said. “And I won’t try it.”

The next day I went and bought the materials to fit the opening. I wondered about the dropping on the head thing, but not to much.

After I got the new doors on, I sat down to check my email. Worked great, but when I went to type a reply I found that several keys were sticking, or hard to push. It wasn’t too bad. I told myself that maybe I just needed to pick up some computer keyboard cleaner and blow it all out really good.

I did some outside work, after all spring is nearly here. I came back in and sat down to check my email… With a coke… But this time the Coke was in my water bottle so I could simply keep it closed near the keyboard. I opened it, took a sip and started to set it down.

“So,” Mom said, “Tomorrow we can set up the living room.” (Translate that as Recliner, sectional with built in recliners, 40 inch wall mounted TV)

I watched as my hand sat the bottle down on the edge of the keyboard and it tipped onto the keys. “%$#*,” I said. The mouse cursor took off, the cat that had been on my lap startled as the cursor took off (He likes to watch the cursor, thinks it’s alive, he’s a house cat, doesn’t understand the difference between furry and digital mice.)

An hour later I had the keyboard dried out again and everything working, however today almost every key was sticking as I sat down to write this. The keyboard was a little too close to the edge of the desk so I decided to push it back with my coffee cup.

After I cleaned the coffee out of the keyboard and rebooted I realized I will have to find my old keyboard I loved so well, and only replaced with this one as it came with the new system. This one smells bad, like the Coke is eating into electrical circuits under the keys, sort of a plastic-silicon-electrical smell, and it’s taking me five times as long to write this as it should, because I have to go back and correct the missing T’s, I’s, O’s and other important letters. Somewhere in a box is the old keyboard, which I liked better than this one, (and wrote four books on) and later today I will have to find it.

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That’s it for me. I’ll leave you with a set of lyrics I wrote that I like a great deal. Here are links to two other songs I wrote that I also like, A MinorSolution Six. These are rough cuts. I know, I won’t quit my day job, but writing lyrics and then the music for them is just another thing I do. I have over a 1000 sets, and about 100 of them that I like. I hope you had a great week, I’ll be back Wednesday.

WAR AT HOME

Verse One:

War has taken my country… Brother fighting his brother… It will be what it will be… See how we kill each other…

War it ain’t no way to live… It ain’t no way to die… Takes all that you can give… Takes every tear you cry…

Instrumental————-Steel drum rhythm with short lead transition———–

Verse Two:

War along the borders… Kills the father and the mother… Soldiers acting on their orders… Little Sister… Who will take care of your Brother…?

Their blood is crying from the ground… Who will reap the seed they’ve sown…? as you turn to run… pray that God will take them home…

Hook

let me have my country… Leave me to my home… Go back to your land of plenty… Leave this man alone…

You have come to kill the people… Watch them weep and moan… Come to kill our spirit… Why don’t you take yourself home…

Instrumental———————————————-Long Lead———————————–

Verse Three:

See the hills light up with fire… Young men running to their graves… Bad news coming down the wire… But you tell me Jesus saves…

Children sleeping in the gutters… Bodies lying in the street… Machine gun stutters… Pray… Your soul to keep…

Bridge:

Generals send their orders down… From their bunkers underground…

Freedom fighters honor bound… March to death without a sound…

Death is falling from the sky… Did you march today to die…?

Why is no one asking why…? too sad to cry…

Verse Four:

See it on your television… It all seems so far away… Think it’s real think it isn’t… Anyway… Don’t affect you today…

Take off your silver glasses… Take a good look around… As your time passes… may be you… that is lying on the ground…

Hook

let me have my country… Leave me to my home… Go back to your land of plenty… Leave this man alone…

You have come to kill the people… Watch them weep and moan… Come to kill our spirit… Why don’t you take yourself home…

Instrumental———————————————-Long Lead———-Steel Drum—————

Verse Five:

Justify your means… It is not you who has to die… Tell me it isn’t as it seems… Still… You can not answer why…

When judgment comes upon our heads… We will stand as we must… His words can raise us from the dead… or… return us to the dust…

Instrumental——————————-Short Steel Drum Rhythm——————————–

Verse Six:

I got to get away from here… This life is taking a toll… Always living in fear… I am… Less than whole…

Blood is welling up in fountains… Shooting up into the sky… I’m going home to my mountains… There is where I’ll die…

Hook / W Xtro

let me have my country… Leave me to my home… Go back to your land of plenty… Leave this man alone…

You have come to kill the people… Watch them weep and moan… Come to kill our spirit… Why don’t you take yourself home…

Why don’t you take yourself home… Leave us to our war at home… Take yourself home… Leave this man alone… Leave me too… My war at home… … … …

Why I Wrote It:

When I was a kid, Vietnam was all consuming. The hippies hated it (I wasn’t quite old enough to be a Hippy but I liked the drug, rock and Roll, sex culture), society was torn. Young men kept dying. The T.V. Was full of news stories. They followed the soldiers into firefights. It was very graphic and there were kids all over the place that sat in front of televisions and watched that violence.

I saw dead men, children. Children crying, burned, separated from loved ones. The song came from that, although, really, war is war. It could be just as applicable to what’s going on now in the middle east.

Take a look on YouTube: War At Home

That is Monday. I hope your Monday is great. Check out Dell’s iTune books: Dell Sweet


The wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

Fun With Lyrics

Alternate verses to

‘The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald’

Music and lyrics ©1976 by Gordon Lightfoot

Many people think that Gordon Lightfoot just sat down and wrote The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald but it didn’t go quite that way…

At first it was entitled The Death of My One Eyed Dog Bill. Lightfoot worked hard on this song. Few actual copies of the lyrics remain. Here’s a short Section I was able to retrieve…

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There’s a stop sign on the corner of BillyBong street, just East of here in the Hampton’s…

Old Bill made the corner and tried to cross, but he stumbled when his old paws cramped him…

The screeching of tires made a horrible sound as a car broke over the hilltop…

Old Bill never looked, he was blind in one eye, and distracted by a smell from a butchers shop…

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That song really didn’t do it for Gordon. Although he missed old Bill the recording just didn’t happen. So he sat down and wrote another, but he only had the one tune at the time. Inspired by a short time down on his luck he decided to use his own life as inspiration…

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Oh does any one know where the food stamps go, when you blow ’em on cigarettes and Whiskey…

The guy on the corner offered two for one, to me it didn’t seem all that risky….

Early next morning on Baker Street… I woke up with a hangover in my easy chair…

My wallet was gone and my car keys too, the T.V. And my dogs were just sitting there…

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About that time Gordon got a job in a Proctologists office…

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Just put on the gown and bend over the table, and the doctor will be with you shortly…

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Thankfully it didn’t inspire him to write any more verses for that song. Next came the love life falling apart song…

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I hope you choke on that piece of toast… and I’m not paying any Alimony….

And by the way that plastic surgery you had? Well I told everyone they were phoney….

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About that time Gordon got a job working the docks. He played Guitar on weeknights at a little Cafe, and so he had a ready crowd to try his musical ideas out on. He soon learned though, that sailors only wanted to hear Sea songs. This was after the Cat in the Pillow Case song…

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Have you ever stuffed a cat in a pillow case… Let me tell you they ain’t happy about it…

Now the inside of my truck is all covered with #@*$ and my wife ain’t too happy about it….

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This was followed by what was called the Alien song….

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With a boatload of Spaniards, twenty six hundred tons more, than the country of Mexico holds…

None of ’em had green cards or gardening jobs, but we smuggled them in by the boat loads

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The sailors tried to help him by steering him in the right direction….

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Oh there was an old man from Nantucket…

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Thankfully Gordon didn’t really pay much attention to the sailors. Then one day he read about the Edmund Fitzgerald and it hit him. Hey, he thought. I should write a song about that! And the rest, as they say, is history. Yet even so the song writing process is not always easy and some verses got left on the cutting room floor…

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She was a big ship made of Iron and Steel, and the captain stood hunched at the wheel….

The clams for dinner must’ve been bad, the trots were the worst that he’d ever had…

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There once was a cat that belonged to the ship, but she slipped right over the railing….

Or maybe that was the night the Captain was drunk, he kicked her and she went to sailing…

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Does anyone know where the ship keys are… I swear that I parked her and locked her…

But she don’t seem to be where I thought that she’d be, and most of last night is a blur….

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