Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
IT'S A MAJOR AWARD!
Friday, December 18, 2009
DON'S DICTUM
The less a person contributes to society, the more likely that person is to criticize society's flaws.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
DESTROYER ESCORT: USS HOOPER
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
OH HOLY NIGHT
O holy night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining.
Till He appeared and the Soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine, the night when Christ was born;
O night, O holy night, O night divine!
O night divine!
Chappeau de Roquemaure
It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining.
Till He appeared and the Soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine, the night when Christ was born;
O night, O holy night, O night divine!
O night divine!
Chappeau de Roquemaure
THE (LA) CHRISTMAS SONG
Hotdogs roasting on a BBQ
Sunblock covering your nose
Yuletide carols blasting from passing cars
And friendly folks in their Speedos
Everybody knows, dark glasses and a floppy hat
Help out if the glare's too bright
Sunburned tots with their skin all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight
They know that Santa Annas are on their way
Blowing mild Winter weather every day
But every mother's child is gonna cry
When the seagull droppings start to fly
And so I'm breathing in this smoggy haze
With folks from SPF 1 to 92
Although it's been said, many times, many ways
LA Christmas, LA Christmas,
laid back tutti-frutti Christmas to you.
Paul Aldrich
Sunblock covering your nose
Yuletide carols blasting from passing cars
And friendly folks in their Speedos
Everybody knows, dark glasses and a floppy hat
Help out if the glare's too bright
Sunburned tots with their skin all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight
They know that Santa Annas are on their way
Blowing mild Winter weather every day
But every mother's child is gonna cry
When the seagull droppings start to fly
And so I'm breathing in this smoggy haze
With folks from SPF 1 to 92
Although it's been said, many times, many ways
LA Christmas, LA Christmas,
laid back tutti-frutti Christmas to you.
Paul Aldrich
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