Hay, that was Blue Bunny singing the higher “Texas,” and the whole last part! He’s got a great range, eh?!
Can you wiggle your pinkie toes independently of your others?
And if so, will you post a video of it on your blog?
In other news…
I’ll do the drawing for the The Seventh Letter winner on video soon (when my hair looks fluffy and fun) and let you know this weekend who gets That Fabulous Prize.
Also on my list…
– Blog reading
– “Do You Dream” verse 3 lyrics
– “Drink Up The Stars” guitar
– lots of other stuff.
Song Stuff, Videos | Posted by Jannie on 6 September 2010 @ 9:22 PM
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After numerous “teknickel dificulltees” and rogue hairs tickling my face during recording today, here you go!
A song inspired by memories of falling in love with my Sweetie 20 years ago.
(And is it just my computer, or is the audio a tad out of sync with the video?)
But not to worry. Ever! About anything. Really!!
Love to all!!
from Jannie
xoxoxo
Drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Let’s drink up the stars and fly away
Let’s climb way up the chestnut tree, up where the squirrels are running free.
Let’s breathe the magic air in our castle way up there.
The sun is setting on the sea, setting just for you and me.
Let’s climb away up high, ‘way into the sky.
Let’s build a fire on the beach, the moon is close enough to reach.
I’ve got a sleeping bag for two, and all my life to spend with you.
When you’re here with me like this, close enough to kiss
I’m wondering if you might wanna kiss me too.
Drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Let’s drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Let’s drink up the stars and fly away
Ooo, this feeling
this real good feeling
The way I feel with you
Dweet da dayden
Do you feel it
do you feel it too?
(Ryan’s 8 bars)
Let’s drink it up, let’s drink it in, this gift of life upon our skin
With diamonds dancing up above and everything made out of love
If you’re thinkin’ you think you maybe love me too
Honey, don’t be shy, let’s take a chance and fly.
Drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Let’s drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Let’s drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Let’s drink up the stars and fly away
Dweet da dayden
Dweet da dayden
Drink the stars and fly away.
Friends, Videos | Posted by Jannie on 5 August 2010 @ 6:58 PM
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He loves the Wolverines
He loves a fishin’ stream
He gets that far away look in his eyes…
Somewhere on a Michigan highway
He rides a Harley-Davidson
His silver mustache flyin’ in the wind
Ridin’ in the mornin’ sun
G-Man’s Tim Horton’s cup
Collidin’ with the very air he breathes
The air he breathes.
Just 55 words I put to a Neil Young melody in honor of our known blogging legend and coffee-loving patron saint of Friday Flash Fiction 55 — the G-Man.
If you are a Flash-55 writer (or play one on t.v.) git on over to the G-man’s lair Friday (or anytime Thursday after 8:00 p.m. MICHIGAN time) to check out the fun. Let the The G-man know you’ve posted a 55 and he’ll pop on over to your place and comment!
Song Stuff, Videos | Posted by Jannie on 23 April 2010 @ 2:13 PM
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Just a little ditty I wrote, inspired in part by a George Carlin bit. God rest his funny soul.
For anybody who does NOT know what a wedgie is, see the second definition here.
Wedgie Wedding Lyrics
1. The church was filled with flowers
And three hundred close friends
My gown of lace was white as snow
And I had no split ends
Everything was perfect, just as it should be
Except for one small detail that was
Tugging at me…
I had a wedgie on my wedding day
It crept on up as Dad gave me away
I had a wedgie but I tried to smile
Takin’ the trip down that long, long aisle
2. The groomsmen and the bridesmaids
We had ten of each
Guys in black tuxedos
Gals in satin peach
Cold champagne was waiting,
Steak and lobster too
All that I could think of was where my
Undies had gotten to…
I had a wedgie of atomic force
I would’ve loved to give it a yank, (of course!)
I had a wedgie but what could I do
Standin’ at the altar with my love so true?
3. Your undies may be borrowed
Your undies may be blue
But never ever let your undies
Get the best of you
Listen, everybody, don’t do as I have done
If you can’t trust your bloomers
You’re better off with none!!
I had a wedgie that was just plain wrong
My French-cut undies turned into a thong
I had a wedgie, I’m tellin’ ya , man!
It really wasn’t part of my wedding plan.
I had a wedgie on my wedding day.
I had a wedgie –what more can I say??
Friends, I have exactly 100 of my “I Need A Man” CDs left from my first printing. And once they’re gone — they’re GONE!! There may be a second printing someday, but with changes. So these are unique.
Get one here — only $10.00, plus low shipping. Mailed with moonbeams and mystic loving meanderings directly from ME!!
Videos | Posted by Jannie on 23 March 2010 @ 9:04 AM
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The obvious option of course, was to delete this video, and you’d never have been the wiser. But how could I possibly deny you the pleasure of catching me in this moment of complete idiocy?
Drink it up, babee!!
