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Today is Wednesday, 8 August 2007.
This is the Wolfman, goin' out over the waves of air to all you hep cats who say, "Man, why is that HH always the gloomy negativity"?
Dig: HH could note today is the birthday in 1901 of fan-tas-tic nuclear physcist Ernest Lawrence, who helped whelp the atomic bomb, but he won't.
HH groove you on a song from 1965, when he was 13, and all of us in jr. high dug this song, and especially since the label on the 45 said the group was "? and the Mysterians".
A punctuation mark as your name? Wild! And where can I get a pair of those psychedelic sunglasses?
Chill and ill, dudettes and dudes:
This is the Wolfman, goin' out over the waves of air to all you hep cats who say, "Man, why is that HH always the gloomy negativity"?
Dig: HH could note today is the birthday in 1901 of fan-tas-tic nuclear physcist Ernest Lawrence, who helped whelp the atomic bomb, but he won't.
HH groove you on a song from 1965, when he was 13, and all of us in jr. high dug this song, and especially since the label on the 45 said the group was "? and the Mysterians".
A punctuation mark as your name? Wild! And where can I get a pair of those psychedelic sunglasses?
Chill and ill, dudettes and dudes:
posted by HH at 9:12 AM
3 Comments:
HH, I know you’re trying, dude, to shed the gloomy negativity. But really, man:
“Too many teardrops for one heart to be crying,
Too many teardrops for one heart to carry on.
You’re gonna cry ninety-six tears...”
True enlightened positivity, that’s really where the action is. I would despair of your ability to learn it, but fortunately I never despair. Let me share with you this thought:
“You've got to accentuate the positive
Eliminate the negative
Latch on to the affirmative
Don't mess with Mister In-Between.”
You can do it, HH! Yes indeedy.
HH -
Your 8/8/07 post included:
"Dig: HH could note today is the birthday in 1901 of fan-tas-tic nuclear physcist Ernest Lawrence, who helped whelp the atomic bomb, but he won't."
Please note: That sentence did, in fact, say what you were supposedly not saying.
Hey, Pollyanna, let's do lunch.
My dear Princess,
Wile E. Coyote has been found out.
I often, in fact, say what I was supposedly not saying.
Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.
And, when Pollyanna and Princess do lunch, might I attend, or must I bug the joint?
FOR THE RECORD
HH deeply grooves on the wit and sentiments of the commenters. HH puts a lot of heart and thought into this site, and the fact that commenters do also ... heartfelt thanks.
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