Saturday, April 25, 2015

Warm On The Shores Of Rocky Point

Summer tempetures are lurking in the shadows.
If you want the work done at still reasonable rates and times better call very soon.

The Who 50 was surprisingly good for a bunch of 70 year olds.

Sam is Sam, back on track with great grades. Just needs some guidance and a boot in the butt every once in a while.

Ted is as big and strong as ever. Harvard, Yale and Brown have been in contact heavily. Ivy League?
Why not.

Rocky Point has been oh so kind to Grateful Air Conditioning over the years. They know and appreciate quality. Only a couple of more change outs and we hit 100 for our neighborhood. Like I have promised we will have a big pig roast blow out at the park.
I'll provide everything but the drinks.
Will keep ya posted.

Here is a little Funkadelic to keep ya amused.

We are back in our minds, again
We are back in our minds, again
We are back in our minds, again
We don't fight no more
We don't close that door
This time for sure
We can't stand no more
Fussin' and a-cussin' each other
Souls to your brother
Livin' in this world we all live in
We are back in our minds, again
We are back in our minds, again
We are back in our minds, again
We don't fight no more
We don't close that door
This time for sure
We can't stand no more
Fussin' and a-cussin' each other
Souls to your brother
Livin' in this world we all live in
Back in our minds again

Smiling
Tim


Thursday, April 2, 2015

Bouncing Around The Room

Not even in your wildest dreams.







The woman was a dream I had
Though rather hard to keep
For when my eyes were watching hers
They closed,
And I was still asleep.

For when my hand was holding hers
She whispered words and I awoke
And faintly bouncing around the room
The echo of whomever spoke
I awoke and faintly bouncing round the room
The echo of whomever spoke.

The place I saw was far beneath
The surface of the sea
My sight was poor
But I was sure
The sirens sang their songs for me
They dance above me as I sink
I see them through a crystal haze
And hear them bouncing round the room
The never ending coral maze

That time and once again I'm bouncing around the room.

Somewere but not here,
Tim