The Fun Lovin' Criminals ~ The Fun Lovin' Criminal

Another Girl - The Beatles

A Tribe Called Quest - Can I kick it?

CAN YOU KICK IT?...YES! YOU CAN!

Cat's In The Cradle

CATS, ARE,PEOPLE, TOO..

Efficiency

Rip it Up...

King Arthur and the Witch: Young King Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighboring kingdom.

The monarch could have killed him but was moved by Arthur's youth and ideals. So, the monarch
offered him his freedom, as long as he could answer a very difficult question.

Arthur would have a year to figure out the answer and, if after a year, he still had no answer, he
would be put to death.

The question?....What do women really want? Such a question would perplex even the most
knowledgeable man, and to young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query. But, since it was
better than death, he accepted the monarch's proposition to have an answer by year's end.

He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everyone: the princess, the priests, the wise
men and even the court jester. He spoke with everyone, but no one could give him a
satisfactory answer. Many people advised him to consult the old witch, for only she 
would have the answer. But the price would be high; as the witch was famous throughout
the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged. The last day of the year arrived and
Arthur had no choice but to talk to the witch. She agreed to answer the question, but he
would have to agree to her price first.

The old witch wanted to marry Sir Lancelot, the most noble of the Knights of the Round
Table and Arthur's closest friend! Young Arthur was horrified. She was hunchbacked
and hideous, had only one tooth, smelled like sewage, made obscene noises, etc.
He had never encountered such a repugnant creature in all his life. He refused to force
his friend to marry her and endure such a terrible burden; but Lancelot, learning of the
proposal, spoke with Arthur. He said nothing was too big of a sacrifice compared to
Arthur's life and the preservation of the Round Table.

Hence, a wedding was proclaimed and the witch answered Arthur's ques tion thus:
What a woman really wants, she answered....is to be in charge of her own life.

Everyone in the kingdom instantly knew that the witch had uttered a great truth and
that Arthur's life would be spared.

And so it was, the neighboring monarch granted Arthur his freedom and Lancelot
and the witch had a wonderful wedding. The honeymoon hour approached and
Lancelot, steeling himself for a horrific experience, entered the bedroom. But, what a
sight awaited him.

The most beautiful woman he had ever seen lay before him on the bed. The astounded
Lancelot asked what had happened The beauty replied that since he had been so kind
to her when she appeared as a witch, she would henceforth, be her horrible deformed
self only half the time and the beautiful maiden the other half. Which would he prefer?
Beautiful during the day....or night?

Lancelot pondered the predicament. During the day, a beautiful woman to show off to
his friends, but at night, in the privacy of his castle, an old witch? Or, would he prefer
having a hideous witch during the day, but by night, a beautiful woman for him to
enjoy wondrous intimate moments?

What would YOU do?

What Lancelot chose is below. BUT....make YOUR choice before you scroll down
below. OKAY?            Noble Lancelot said that he would allow HER to make the choice herself. Upon
hearing this, she announced that she would be beautiful all the time because
he had respected her enough to let her be in charge of her own life.

Now....what is the moral to this story? Scroll down. x x x x x x x x

The moral is.....If you don't let a woman have her own way....Things are going to get ugly!

Bananarama - Robert De Niro's Waiting

Hey Bob! been a while, but, that Script, I, was,working, on, is, nearly, done..
[the retired East/West, coast, Baseball Players, who, meet, up, again, years, after, the World Series,
in, England..]
Get, in, touch, and, We'll, have, a Cappuchino...[Tea, for, Me,Amigo]...
and, talk,numbers,by, the way, I'm, still, laughing, at, 'Stardust'..Bob...hahah!
Priceless!..Best Wishes, from, one, Old Soger, Taxi Driver..to another..
Ciao, for, now..
Richie.

The dark origins of the Grimms' fairy tales | Den of Geek

The dark origins of the Grimms' fairy tales | Den of Geek

According to Disney: Upset by her step-daughter’s beauty, a wicked stepmother orders a huntsman to take her young daughter out into the woods and kill her, bringing back her heart. The huntsman can’t do it, and lets Snow White escape into the forest. She finds a tiny house where singing dwarves, all named for their defining characteristics, live. They decide to let her stay, to keep house for them.

The wicked queen finds out, via her magic mirror, that Snow White isn’t dead, and sets out to kill her with a poisoned apple. Though the dwaves get revenge by driving the queen off the edge of a cliff, they can’t wake Snow White… until a passing prince comes and awakens her with true love’s kiss. And then they live happily ever after.

But originally: In the first edition of the story, it wasn’t a wicked step-mother at all. It was Snow White’s mother. And she didn’t just want Snow White’s heart – she wanted her lungs and liver, too. When she discovers that the huntsman hasn’t killed the girl, she sets out to try to kill her in three different ways: with an overly tight corset, with a poisoned comb, and finally with a poisoned apple. It’s not true love’s kiss that revives Snow White, it’s a good shake, as the prince attempts to make off with Snow White’s glass coffin – and the queen doesn’t get pushed off a cliff, she’s forced to dance herself to death in a pair of red-hot iron shoes. Ouch.

Read more: http://www.denofgeek.com/tv/grimm/28957/the-dark-origins-of-the-grimms-fairy-tales#ixzz3VDImDi2J

Gipsy Kings - Tu quieres Volver

Soon, I, will, be , back, in, Spain, again..
A, Mi encanto..yo,estoy enamorado, con, La Luz, en, Espana..Pronto..pronto..Mi Amor..

“and both of them remained floating in an empty universe where the only everyday & eternal reality was love...” 
― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

Karl Richter - Brandenburg Concerto 5 (harpsichord solo)

Awesome,I've, never, seen, anyone, play, like this...

From, 'Homage to Catalonia', by, George Orwell.

Answer not a fool according to his folly, lest thou be like unto him.

Answer a fool according to his folly, lest he be wise in his own conceit.

--Proverbs XXVI. 5-6

*

Chapter 1


In the Lenin Barracks in Barcelona, the day before I joined the militia,
I saw an Italian militiaman standing in front of the officers' table.

He was a tough-looking youth of twenty-five or six, with reddish-yellow
hair and powerful shoulders. His peaked leather cap was pulled fiercely
over one eye. He was standing in profile to me, his chin on his breast,
gazing with a puzzled frown at a map which one of the officers had open
on the table. Something in his face deeply moved me. It was the face of
a man who would commit murder and throw away his life for a friend--the
kind of face you would expect in an Anarchist, though as likely as not
he was a Communist. There were both candour and ferocity in it; also the
pathetic reverence that illiterate people have for their supposed
superiors. Obviously he could not make head or tail of the map;
obviously he regarded map-reading as a stupendous intellectual feat. I
hardly know why, but I have seldom seen anyone--any man, I mean--to whom
I have taken such an immediate liking. While they were talking round the
table some remark brought it out that I was a foreigner. The Italian
raised his head and said quickly:

'_Italiano?_'

I answered in my bad Spanish: '_No, Inglés. Y tú?_'

The Human league 'Rock n Roll' 1980

On 24 May 1863, a Sunday, my uncle, Professor Lidenbrock, came rushing back towards his little house at No. 19 Königstrasse, one of the oldest streets in the historic part of Hamburg.

CH 1,'JOURNEY TO THE CENTRE OF THE EARTH'...JULES VERNE

The Teardrop Explodes - Reward

Bless My Cotton Socks..

Fatboy Slim - Don't Let The Man Get You Down [Official Video]

The Delfonics-Didnt I Blow Your Mind

Well?...

The Icicle Works - Evangeline

Oldie..wonder what happened, to them?..

Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick

A MUTE GOES ABOARD A BOAT ON THE MISSISSIPPI.

At sunrise on a first of April, there appeared, suddenly as Manco Capac at the lake Titicaca, a man in cream-colors, at the water-side in the city of St. Louis.

His cheek was fair, his chin downy, his hair flaxen, his hat a white fur one, with a long fleecy nap. He had neither trunk, valise, carpet-bag, nor parcel. No porter followed him. He was unaccompanied by friends. From the shrugged shoulders, titters, whispers, wonderings of the crowd, it was plain that he was, in the extremest sense of the word, a stranger.

HERMAN MELVILLE,'THE CONFIDENCE MAN'...

I got stoned and I missed it

Cannabis, is, evil.
It ,makes,You, forget,You, are, Human.

Let's dance...

MOTHER'S DAY..[UK]..MY ,DAD, DIED, ON ,MOTHER'S DAY...
ISCHEMIA HEART DISEASE..LIGHTS OUT..BLINK, OF, AN ,EYE..
BUT,I, KNOW,HE,DIED, HAPPY...AND, I, KNOW, HE, DID, ALL, HE, COULD..
MY, MUM, DIED, A FEW, YEARS, AFTER, HIM...BUT, I, KNOW, SHE, IS,
WITH, HIM, NOW...SHE, DIED, OF, CANCER..BUT, SHE, DID, NOT, CARE..BECAUSE, SHE, KNEW..SHE, WOULD, BE, WITH,HIM, AGAIN..
MY, PARENTS,TAUGHT, ME, EVERYTHING, I,KNOW...AND, I, LOVE, THEM, BOTH, ALWAYS.
[THEY, LOVED, TO DANCE..SO,DO, I..]

Give a Little Bit Roger Hodgson, co-founder of Supertramp, singer songwr...

http://www.thezensite.com/non_Zen/Was_Jesus_Buddhist.html

The monk called Hui-Chiao asked Fa-Yen, "Who is Buddha?"
Yen replied, " You are Hui-Chao." [Suzuki vol,111]

I, drink, Tea,with ,Friends. .So,Thank You, for, reading, My, 'Ramblings'....

Fleetwood Mac - Dreams

" If ,You, meet ,Buddha,kill Him".[Zen Master 'Linji']

http://www.jesusisbuddha.com/

[HD] Dream Academy - Life In A Northern Town