TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES

Kevin has been picking off my imps , so I am forced to post before they are all dead . Seriously ,
our computer has been PMS - ing . So my humblest apologies for my wenching . The Oakland Raiders finally won another game . My wonderful son is now two with a drivers license . I split my rainpants the first day of wearing them at work . I love everyone . If this is too short , read it twice .

Here is me asking the imps to join me . You can only see them thru the goggles and you must be wearing the mask also .

GENERAL ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

I would like to take this time to thank CATHY , ELIZABETH , and UNCLE FRANK for appearing upon my blog with comments . More of you and your thoughts are very welcomed here . I finally feel everyone is ready to hear about what goes on behind the scenes here at I DON'T KNOW YET . I have a special group of
tiny , tiny imps that do the typing for me . They use the keys like a bunch of little trampolines . Is that how you spell trampoline ? Oh sorry , I was talking to the imps .
I also have a special song I recite before every post .
Last but not least , I wear special goggles which makes the imps appear . Anyway , I went home hungry from my tennis match this week . I scored in every set , and played a little better too . No bagels for this fellow . Alrighty then. Good bye imps . LATER !!!

I finally have gotten the time , energy , and brainpower to do a little songwriting. Peace and quiet is hard to find too. I'm kind of excited about it. Time just seems like it keeps going by without any proof of my pursuit of musical creativity. I cannot let this happen . I wll prevail. Anyway , I have another tennis date this week with Palo the bagel maker . I have lacked in the scoring department lately , and though I'm not happy about my performance . I did my best .
My best was stinky , but contentness with continued pursuance is still calling me . I have to go get wedgewood now. c-ya. bye bye.

LYRICALLY RELEVANT @ HEARTFELT

IN THIS STORM - Talks about when we go thru things and pray , and it seems like nothing changes . Praising GOD in the midst of the storms and problems in our lives . We can be lifted by lifting up the LORD and putting our faith in him , and not an answered prayer or changed circumstance.

I was sure by now , that you would have reached down , and wiped our tears away
stepped in and saved the day , but once again , I say" amen" , and it's still raining
as the thunder rolls , I barely hear you whisper thru the rain , I am with you
and as your mercy falls , I raise my my hands and praise the GOD who gives and takes away

I'll praise you in this storm , I will lift my hands
for you are who you are , no matter where I am
every tear I 've cried , you hold in your hands
you never left my side , and though my heart is torn
I'll praise you in this storm

SONG - 1
MORE TO COME LATER

( E ) EXACTLY. THE CUSHIONS STAY.

NO PRIZE. HE DOES NOT POOP IN A BUCKET EITHER . THAT WAS NOT A CHOICE THOUGH. I SORRY . No prize. Love yall.

DUNT-DADA-DA

1. Which one of these things does my son not do ?

a) Take his diaper off and run around the room.
b) Dance on the couch while singing the name of JESUS.
C) Stick his head in the dog dish.
d) Put on our shoes and walk around.
e) Take the big cushions off the couch.

a , b , c , d , or e

I have been present
though my blog fell short of words
for time and fatigue have been my capture
limiting me to silent engagement
My heart still with you beating
overshadowing my keyboards silence
I finally have days off from my toil
as many as the trinities members
the mymes tongue has been loosed
as it says good-bye
to one less of our lives septembers.