A little funny?

Did you hear the one about the Republican candidate for governor of N. CAROLINA describing himself as a Black Nazi with multiple postings on porn sites mentioning his belief advocating reinstituting slavery? Allegedly some in the GOP brain trust are thinking that a replacement player should be called in from the pen. Being a good Catholic he shook off the withdrawal rumors by saying " I will not pull out."
 
Does anyone remember the song, The year of the Cat? 1976 by Al Stewart, it had a really bouncing melody and quite descriptive lyrics. The US current cat mania (from a distance) makes me long for a simpler time when people didn't hate on each other quite so much.

On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime

She comes out of the sun in a silk dress
Running like a watercolor in the rain
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell you that she came

In the year of the cat

She doesn't give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow 'til your sense of which direction
Completely disappears

By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls
There's a hidden door she leads you to
"These days," she says, "I feel my life
Just like a river running through

The year of the cat"

While she looks at you so coolly
And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea
She comes in incense and patchouli
So you take her to find what's waiting inside

The year of the cat

Well morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone
And you've thrown away your choice and lost your ticket
So you have to stay on

But the drumbeat strains of the night remain
In the rhythm of the newborn day
You know sometime you're bound to leave her
But for now, you're gonna stay

In the year of the cat
Mm, year of the cat
 
Does anyone remember the song, The year of the Cat? 1976 by Al Stewart, it had a really bouncing melody and quite descriptive lyrics. The US current cat mania (from a distance) makes me long for a simpler time when people didn't hate on each other quite so much.

On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime

She comes out of the sun in a silk dress
Running like a watercolor in the rain
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell you that she came

In the year of the cat

She doesn't give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow 'til your sense of which direction
Completely disappears

By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls
There's a hidden door she leads you to
"These days," she says, "I feel my life
Just like a river running through

The year of the cat"

While she looks at you so coolly
And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea
She comes in incense and patchouli
So you take her to find what's waiting inside

The year of the cat

Well morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone
And you've thrown away your choice and lost your ticket
So you have to stay on

But the drumbeat strains of the night remain
In the rhythm of the newborn day
You know sometime you're bound to leave her
But for now, you're gonna stay

In the year of the cat
Mm, year of the cat

Yep, good song.
 
Did you hear the one about the Republican candidate for governor of N. CAROLINA describing himself as a Black Nazi with multiple postings on porn sites mentioning his belief advocating reinstituting slavery? Allegedly some in the GOP brain trust are thinking that a replacement player should be called in from the pen. Being a good Catholic he shook off the withdrawal rumors by saying " I will not pull out."
i read about that yesterday. Wacko.
 
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