"The ranks of those who reign with Christ are also filled by the New Covenant faithful, the overcomers of St. John's day who also bore the Testimony of Jesus: those who had not worshiped the Beast or his image, and had not received the mark upon their forehead and upon their hand. All these lived and reigned with Christ for a thousand years. Man's life has always fallen short of a thousand years: Adam lived 930 years, and Methuselah, whose life was the longest recorded in the Bible, lived,/b> only 969 years before he died in the Great Flood. If his heirs had been faithful, David's kingdom should have endured "forever" - meaning that it should have lasted a thousand years, until the coming of Christ; but, again, man fell short. No one was abele to bring in "the Millennium" - the Thousand-Year Kingdom - until the Son of God appeared as the Son of Man (the Second Adam) and Son of David. He obtained the Kingdom for all His people."
- The Days of Vengeance: An Exposition Of The Book Of Revelation by David Chilton, pp.513-514, commenting on Revelation 20:4

Tangina from The Exorcist : It lies to her. It tells her things only a child can understand. To her, it simply is another child. To us, it is The Beast.

I'll go with Stephen since he was first to respond:

From Coldplay's Speed of Sound:

"And birds go flying at the speed of sound,
to show you how it all began.
Birds came flying from the underground,
if you could see it then you'd understand."

Feed Me Seymour!
-Little Shop of Horrors

"Women, as a habit, over-estimated their ability."
Alice Foote MacDougall The Autobiography of a Business Woman

Danget! I never followed directions as a child either. Let me try to use a different word this time. Sorry about that.

If anyone speaks, let him speak as the oracles of God. If anyone ministers, let him do it as with the ability which God supplies, that in all things God may be glorified through Jesus Christ, to whom belong the glory and the dominion forever and ever. Amen. - 1 Peter 4:11 (NKJV)

Game Off --
Bill, are movie lines okay?
-- Game On

Game Off --
Hurrumph seconded - although this will make it a bit more difficult to think of lines. (and, therefore, more rewarding) But also maybe less entertaining??? We'll see.

-- Game On

Game off - I'll get the ball rolling again for ya Bill!
Game on (does anybody but me here Wayne's World voices in their head?)

There is power, power, wonder working power in the blood of the Lamb
There is power, power, wonder working power in the precious blood of the Lamb!

The nice thing about quotes is that they give us a nodding acquaintance with the originator which is often socially impressive.

Kenneth Williams, Acid Drops

I know, I know. Technically, Jared's last post shouldn't count, but the quote fit. :-)

I forgive you, Kevin :-)

Actually, thanks a lot!

I think this meme won't be complete until Jared quits snarking about its rules and actually posts a quote . . .



"Here I sat for hours, I suppose; till, returning somewhat to myself, I saw that the red light had paled away, and felt a cool gentle breath gliding over my forehead. I rose and left the hall with unsteady steps, finding my way with some difficulty to my own chamber, and faintly remembering, as I went, that only in the marble cave, before I found the sleeping statue, had I ever had a similar experience." - George MacDonald, Phantastes

This is George. He lived in Africa. He was a good little monkey, and always very curious.
-- from Curious George

(Just read it to Gracie last night before bed, so it's still on the brain. Forget the author.)

"That's it! Guy Patterson. The Wonders!"
-Faye in That Thing You Do

Man, the dude worried about Tommy Boy quotes busts out a Tommy Boy quote! Way to be a hypocrite, Bill.

So you wanna go back to Egypt
Where you were warm and secure
Are you sorry you bought that one-way ticket
When you thought you were sure?
-- "So You Wanna Go Back to Egypt" by Keith Green

-game off
Hmmm... I need a ruling. Apparantly some versions show those lyrics as "getcha" rather than "get ya."

Either way, following that up by using the word "you" is right out.
-game on

dratted html...sorry about that

All we are is dust in the wind,
everything is dust in the wind.

-"Dust in the Wind", Kansas

This is pure snow! Do you have any idea what the street value of this mountain is?
Charles De Mar - Better Off Dead

"From the very beginning, from the first moment, I may almost say, of my acquaintance with you, your manners impressing me with the fullest belief of your arrogance, your conceit, and your selfish disdain of the feelings of others, were such as to form that ground-work of disapprobation, on which succeeding events have built so immovable a dislike; and I had not known you a month before I felt that you were the last man in the world whom I could ever be prevailed on to marry."
Elizabeth Bennett in Pride and Prejudice

Game off- Okay - too much blestwithsons in this thread. This was my last one - I promise!Game On!

Thanks for the inspiration, blestwithsons!

The world had made him extravagant and vain. -- Extravagance and vanity had made him cold-hearted and selfish. Vanity, while seeking its own guilty triumph at the expense of another, had involved him in a real attachment, which extravagance, or at least its offspring, necessity, had required to be sacrificed. Each faulty propensity in leading him to evil, had led him likewise to punishment.
from Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen

Saturday night's all right for fighting
Get a little action in...
-- "SNARFF" by Elton John

I am William Wallace, and I see a whole army of my countrymen here in defiance of tyranny. You have come to fight as free men, and free men you are. What will you do with that freedom? Will you fight?

Braveheart

Oh, I know something
About the ways of loving
And I tell you, baby,
That something's wrong
Look to the sky above and the mud below
Something drives me crazy, got to got to get away
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye!
-Oingo Boingo

Something in the way she moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way she woos me
I don’t want to leave her now
You know I believe her now
--- "Something" by the Beatles

Blestwithsons, you rock.

"The only problem I have with these mysteries is they're so mysterious" - Caedmon's Call, Shifting Sand

Swish, smack! Whip crack!
Batter and beat! Yammer and bleat!
Work, work! Nor dare to shirk,
While Goblins quaff, and Goblins laugh,
Round and round far underground
Below, my lad!
-The Hobbit, J.R.R. Tolkien
(I know you already knew that)

-game off
songstress7... nice! ;-)
-game on!

Late again! I'm hopeless. And outplayed too. I cheated on round(s), only to be trumped by a 3 word combination.

Welcome, welcome, Fah who rah-moose,
Welcome, welcome, Dah who dah moose,
Christmas day is in our grasp
So long as we have hands to clasp.

- How the Grinch Stole Christmas, Dr. Seuss

I can't wait any longer
I can't wait till I'm stronger
Can't wait any longer
To see what you see
When I look at the world
from When I Look at the World by U2

Stand (stand up, stand up!),
for what you believe in, believe in,
believe in God (he's the one to back you up!),
He'll stand with youuuuuuu!
He'll stand with you.

Oh yeaaahhh!
-Veggie Tales: Rack, Shack, & Benny

"Where is history going? It is going where God wants it to go." - Clyde Greer in Thnk Biblically

Politicians, morticians, Philistines, homophobes
Skinheads, Dead heads, tax evaders, street kids
Alcoholics, workaholics, wise guys, dim wits
Blue collars, white collars, war mongers, peace nicks
Breathe deep
Breathe deep the Breath of God
Breathe deep
Breathe deep the Breath of God

- "Breathe Deep", Lost Dogs

"He came He bled He died one drop of blood
It demands your life"

One Drop Of Blood - By The Tree

A shade of sorrow passed over Taliesin's face. "There are those," he said gently, "who must first learn loss, despair, and grief. Of all paths to wisdom, this is the cruelest and longest. Are you one who must follow such a way? This even I cannot know. If you are, take heart nonetheless. Those who reach the end do more than gain wisdom. As rough wool becomes cloth, and crude clay a vessel, so do they change and fashion wisdom for others, and what they give back is greater than what they won."

Lloyd Alexander, The High King

(Hopefully, the word "I" is an important enough word.)

Dang, Rich beat me to it!

Oh well, let's try this one:

"When they had brought the things as he told them, Telemachus went on board, Minerva going before him and taking her seat in the stern of the vessel, while Telemachus sat beside her." - ibid

I've got the power!
-Snap!, "The Power"

(Had to respond to my own entry! It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kind of hectic!)

-game off
Howzabout less "game-offing" and more actual participation?

(mangy gitling!)
-game on!

You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
You've got troubles, I got em too
There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you
we'll stick together and see it through
cause you've got a friend in me

"You've Got A Friend in Me" - Randy Newman
[Game off: notice how I respond with grace and love to my brother's ill-mannered taunting...Game On Homeboy!!]

Car!
You truly are a saint, Blestwithsons.
Game on!

Also: car!
This is another very British one that I'm determined someone ought to recognise...
Game on!

Hit me with your rhythm stick
Hit me! Hit me!

Ian Drury and the Blockheads, "Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick"

One more time! Come on and celebrate! Ah yeah, all right, don't stop the dancing!

Daft Punk, "One More Time".

They're French, you know.

See that girl, watch that scene, Diggin' the Dancing Queen!

ABBA - "Dancing Queen"

No worries, BWS - just keep those comments coming!

I'll go with yours

Queen Sigrid the Haughty sat proud and aloft
In her chamber, that looked over meadow and croft.

- Longfellow, Queen Sigrid the Haughty

Car!
Note my futile efforts to get back on literature and away from obscure and/or washed up european bands.



Game on!

Death be not proud, though some have called thee mighty and dreadful, for, thou art not so...

- "Death Be Not Proud", John Donne

We have been saved one more time
from what we fear most.
Let us remember this moment.
Let us forget it if we can.
-"What We Fear Most," Linda Pastan

Car!
Sorry our kid - it's a Wayne's World reference. When they're playing hockey in the street and having a conversation at the same time? And whenever they have to move the hockey goal to let a car go past, Wayne shouts "Car!" and when it's gone Garth shouts "Game on!"
Game on!

Last night I had that same dream
Where everything thing was exactly how it seemed
No concerns about the world getting warmer
People thought they were just being rewarded
For treating others as they'd like to be treated
Obeying stop signs and curing diseases
Mailing letters with the address of the sender
Now we can swim any day in November

The Postal Service - "Sleeping In", and they're from Seattle and New York, and they're still famous to this day, and everything .

Deep enough to dream in brilliant colors I have never seen
Deep enough join a billion people at a wedding feast
Deep enough to reach out and touch the face of the one who made me
And oh the love I feel and oh the peace
Do I really have to wake up?

Chris Rice "Deep Enough To Dream"

War! (huh)
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing.

"War" - Bruce Springsteen

(Oops, sorry - here's more of that story...)
and good evil more and more; till, in the midst of all his fine religious professions, he knows not plain right from plain wrong--full of the form of godliness, but denying the power of it in scandal of his every-day life.

Charles Kingsley, Town and Country Sermons

Fade, you won't fade, from my memory for one day.
Double-edged memories hover around my broken heart.
Dead, sometimes I feel so dead.

I'm in the deep end, thrown into the deep end,
Don't pull the plug while I'm in the deep end

- "Deep End", 77s

The theif comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life,b/> and have it abundantly.

John 10:10

Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us, to Him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever. Amen.

Ephesians 3:20-21

Okay, a plea to keep the game going before letting this thread die its slow death.

I feel like ol' Chuck in "It's Arbor Day, Charlie Brown!" going into the top of the fifth with his Peanuts gang (with their 0-161 record) at last ahead in a game against a bunch of bullies, 1-0, by virtue of Lucy's dinger (hoping for her promised kiss from Schroeder, which of course he reneged - but at least Snoopy stood in for him) before the deluge came. Now, everyone's gone but me, still stalking the mound in the pouring rain, watching my dog float by on a raft, crying, "I'M NOT LEAVING!!! I'm pitching a shutout! We have a chance to win! We can get on the most-posted list! I'M NOT LEAVING!!!"

But in the end, Charlie Brown ends up on a wall talking to Linus about what could have been.

Oh, good grief. I guess I'll go inside and tease Sally about staying the night in the pumpkin patch on Halloween when she could've ended up with a bag of rocks, like me.

Thanks blestwithsons... I'll slap one back over the net and see if there are any other takers.

I asked your mother for you,
she told me that you was too young,
I wish to the Lord I’d never seen your face
or heard your lying tongue
Irene goodnight, Irene goodnight
Goodnight Irene, Goodnight Irene
I’ll see you in my dreams

- "Goodnight, Irene", Huddie Ledbetter (Leadbelly)

"..until the day dawns and the Morning Star rises in your hearts." 2 Peter 1:19

Does it look like a pair of pajamas,
Or the ham in a temperance hotel?
Does its odour remind one of llamas,
Or has it a comforting smell?
Is it prickly to touch as a hedge is,
Or soft as eiderdown fluff?
Is it sharp or quite smooth at the edges?
O tell me the truth about love.

O Tell Me the Truth About Love, W. H. Auden

Oops. Sorry - messed up the bolding. "Smell" was the word I was playing off of.

Thus the young and pure would be taught to look at her, with the scarlet letter flaming on her breast,--at her, the child of honorable parents,--at her, the mother of a babe, that would hereafter be a woman,--at her, who had once been innocent,--as the figure, the body, the reality of sin.
The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne

Game off.
Gyarr!!! Meant to make "reality" bold, not "gravity". D'oh!
Game on.

Great is Thy faithfulness!
Great is Thy faithfulness!
Morning by morning new mercies I see.
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided;
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me!

...If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

--from 'If' by Rudyard Kipling

Watch the sun play on your hair
as we stare
across the fields of nurture.
Weeds that grow up in my heart,
now I will start
to pull them by the roots.

-- Willingly, Vigilantes of Love

Game Off

Has anyone besides me noticed that less than 60 more entries and this post joins the Thinklings top ten?

That would go hard. Keep 'em coming!

Game On

I've noticed, Bill, and I think I'm making it my personal mission. Anyway, here's a second lyric from Bill Mallonee in one day (the earlier one today from when he was with VOL). I'll try not to use him again, but it's soooooo easy.

What if it's for a purpose?
What if we used our battered faith?
They say God He doesn't make junk,
and Jesus never makes mistakes.
And He has never given up
on anything that He has made.
He will chase you like a lover
right through heaven's gate.

-- I Will Never Be Normal (After This), Bill Mallonee

"After the feast (more or less) came the Speech. Most of the company were, however, now in a tolerant mood, at that delightful stage which they called 'filling up the corners'."
--The Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R. Tolkein

Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home;
A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there,
Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere.

-- Home, Sweet Home, John Howard Payne

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Sonnet 18, William Shakespeare

So that when we talk of a man doing anything for God or giving anything to God, I will tell you what it is really like. It is like a small child going to its father and saying, "Daddy, give me sixpence to buy you a birthday present." Of course, the father does, and he is pleased with the child's present. It is all very nice and proper, but only an idiot would think that the father is sixpence to the good on the transaction.

-- Mere Christianity, C.S. Lewis

Wisdom doesn't automatically come with old age. Nothing does - except wrinkles. It's true, some wines improve with age. But only if the grapes were good in the first place.
-Abigail Van Buren

The taste of your sweet breath
The salt of morning tears
Again I say good-bye to you
Hold on tight
So good to hurt so bad
So sad to ride away renewed
Go on laugh
Go on cry
It’s alright

There’s something wonderful about love
There’s something wonderful about love
There’s something lost about me with you
There’s something blind about the chosen few
There’s something wonderful about love.

-- About Love, The Choir

"Uncle Henry never laughed. He worked hard from morning till night and did not know what joy was. He was gray also, from his long beard to his rough boots, and he looked stern and solemn, and rarely spoke."

L. Frank Baum - The Wizard of Oz

Something woke me up
In the midst of dream and fantasy
Halfway there
But He always fills my cup
And He lifts me up
Oh how He lifts me up

Plankeye - Goodbye.

I remember it now when we order kung pao
And bow our heads to say grace
The day we left town and that nervous breakdown
At the all-you-can-eat Chinese place
At the Chinese cafe way downtown.

-- Then Came Lo Mein, Robert Earl Keen

You're the cutest thing
That I ever did see
I really love your peaches
Want to shake your tree

Steve Miller Band - The Joker

(sorry, couldn't resist :-)

Still through the cloven skies they come
With peaceful wings unfurled.
And still their heav'nly music floats
O'er all the weary world.
Above its sad and lowly plain
They bend on hov'ring wing.
And ever o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.

"It Came Upon the Midnight Clear"

Rachel, run to the join the angels
In the harvest in the distance
Rising from your bed as from a dream
In that faint and splintered line
Where the wheat field meets the sky
You may find your sorrow made complete.

Now and always, now and evermore
Redemption is the harvest of the tears that came before.

-- Charlie Peacock, "The Harvest is the End of the World"

Incredible song, btw. One of my all-time faves.

If only you would shut up and let that be your wisdom.
Job 13:5 HCSB

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
--- John Donne

"Rain rain on my face.
Hasn't stopped raining for days.
My world is a flood.
Slowly I become one with the mud."

-- Jars of Clay, "Flood"

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all convictions, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
-- "The Second Coming" W.B. Yeats

"Margaret," said Marianne, with great warmth, "you know that all this is an invention of your own, and that there is no such person in existence."

"Well, then, he is lately dead, Marianne, for I am sure there was such a man once, and his name begins with an F."
-Sense and Sensibility, Jane Austen

Game Off: Oh great unnamed lost Thinkling! LOOK - your post needs less than 20 to get on the top ten! If it gets there can you be ReThinklinged?

This is like clapping for Tinkerbell in Peter Pan! Post, Post, for the love of Bill, Post!

"Going to the chapel
And we're gonna get married
Going to the chapel
And we're gonna get married

Gee I really love you
And we're gonna get married
Going to the chapel of love"
--Chapel of Love

Game Off!*clapping* "I do believe in Bill! I do! I do!" Game on!

-Game off
blestwithsons said: SCPanther - dude! When did you read that?! My sisterly regard for you increaseth apace!

Belay that regard! I've still only seen the movie, but thanks to the miracle of the internet I was able to search out a quote with the word I was looking for.

I'll read it, though. Promise!

-Game on!

Suddenly one of the goblins shouted: "There is a shadow by the door. Something is outside!"

(Oh, all right, I'm clapping. But just because everybody else is!)
-The Hobbit, J.R.R. Tolkien

I can feel Your presence here with me
Suddenly I'm lost within Your beauty
I'm caught up in the wonders of Your touch
Here in this moment I surrender to Your love

Mercy Me - Here With Me

I knew I'd screw up that many tags! Bleah!

Oh, and thanks to IMDB for the quotes.

*bzzzttt!*

Oh, Rich, so close! thanks for playing!

;-)

Yep, SCPanther, you got me. And I'm a double-loser for bolding my whole post. Nice, huh? I guess you can just take it as me howling my lungs out to the song.

All that being said, we're six away;)

...we'll break into the top ten...

Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus:
Who, being in very nature God,
did not consider equality with God something to be grasped,
but made himself nothing,
taking the very nature of a servant,
being made in human likeness.
And being found in appearance as a man,
he humbled himself
and became obedient to death—
even death on a cross!
-Philippians 2:5-8 (NIV)

Moses supposes his toses are roses
But Moses supposes erroneously
Moses he knowses his toses aren't roses
As Moses supposes his toses to be!

From Singing in The Rain (and probably other places too!)

...If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

from If by Rudyard Kipling

Tonight we fly
Over the mountains
The beach and the sea
Over the friends that we’ve known
And those that we now know
And those whom we’ve yet to meet

"Tonight We Fly" by the Divine Comedy

Oh dang, I didn't leave you too many choices in that last one. Hope that doesn't kill this thread. . .

Yes, very.

Except you used the same word I used. I think the rules state you have to go off the word "fools".

Waiting on the line judge . . .

And he is going to . . . let your comment stand! Well done!

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
IfRudyard Kipling

Game Off: Just in case the line judge's judgement was clouded--Understandable considering the occasion: caught up in the thrill of the moment, reaching the top 10, Bill's vindication and all--I have provided a quote that includes both 'fools' and a word from 'You can Fly'. We wouldn't want anyone to come back and claim that our game was invalid because we stretched the rules at some point. Game on:

Game off:
What a second. Rich, you used both words from Bill's post. I used a word from Bill's and a word from Blestwithsons.

What next?

I'm so confused.

Game on:

No worries, Debra - I'm completely impressed with the quality of the postings. De Vere? Kipling?

We'll go with your post from comment #192.

A voice of one calling:
"In the desert prepare
the way for the Lord;
make straight in the wilderness
a highway for our God.
Every valley shall be raised up,
every mountain and hill made low;
the rough ground shall become level,
the rugged places a plain.
And the glory of the Lord will be revealed,
and all mankind together will seet it.
For the mouth of the Lord has spoken."
--- Isaiah 40:3-5

"Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink."
Rime of the Ancient Mariner Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Game off: I'm going on an Internet 'sabbatical' for a couple of weeks. I look forward to seeing how far you guys have taken this thing when I get back. Happy Word Tagging!
Game On!

Game off:
GRRRR. I just noticed that this post knocked my only top ten post out.
Game still off

Just looking from an outsider's view of the way things work around here, maybe if Shrode threw out a post like:

"Name a word from a U2 song" or
"I'm thinking of a word that starts with the letter 'B', guess what it is" or
"Is blueberry gatorade the color teal or azure - guys tend to think its azure"

maybe he'd get a couple hundred takers and get back on the most popular list. Anyway, good luck with that, but back to the Word Tag:

There you see her
Sittin' there across the way
She don't got a lot to say
But there's somethin' about her
And you don't know why
But you're dyin' to try you wanna
Kiss the girl

-- "Kiss the Girl" from Walt Disney's The Little Mermaid

Rich,
I don't think you've been around here that long but...
[Music swells in the air, as tears swell in Shrode's eyes]

you get me, you really get me.

Thanks, man! (Sniff, sniff.)

I nominate Rich for new favorite regular thinkling commentator. (And I nominate Alan to replace Asbell officially.)

There are ways to move up in these ranks.

Back to the game!

Sittin' in the mornin' sun
I'll be sittin' when the evenin' come
Watching the ships roll in
And then I watch 'em roll away again, yeah

I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Ooo, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

Sittin' on the dock of the bay Otis Redding

Dance with me, I want to be your partner
Can't you see the music is just starting
Night is falling, and I am calling
Dance with me

Dance With Me -Orleans

Game off: I suppose a whole phrase is pushing it a little...but I am a crazed banshee after all. Oh - and three people have used Rudyard Kipling's If now. It's time to let it go!! Game On!

Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
in the rooms of her ice-water mansion.
Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams;
the islands and bays are for sportsmen.
And farther below Lake Ontario
takes in what Lake Erie can send her,
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
with the Gales of November remembered.

-- The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald, Gordon Lightfoot

Rich, you motivate me Dude!!

Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams!
Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before!
Close your eyes,let your spirit start to soar!
And you'll live as you've never lived before . . .

Music of the Night Andrew Lloyd Webber

All of you Rock! You've taken this post way past anything I had hoped for it. Amazing!

Well look at all those fancy clothes
But these could keep us warm just like those.
And what about your soul, is it cold?
Is it straight from the mold and ready to be sold?

And cars and phones and diamond rings, bling, bling
Those are only removable things
And what about your mind, does it shine?
Or are there things that concern you more than your time?

Gone going
Gone everything
Gone give a ****
Gone be the birds when they don’t want to sing
Gone people
All awkward with their things
Gone

-- Gone, Jack Johnson

Suddenly
I'm not half the man I used to be
There's a shadow hanging over me
Oh yesterday came suddenly.

Oh, I wish I was a little bar of soap
Oh, I wish I was a little bar of soap
I'd go shiney, shiney, shiney
over everybody's hiney
Oh, I wish I was a little bar of soap.

-children's song (sung to tune of "If You're Happy and You Know It")

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There’s a truth in your eyes sayin’ you’ll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you’ll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all.

-- When You Say Nothing At All, Keith Whitley (lately performed and performed well by Alison Krauss)

Good to have you back on your post, Bill. I feel like I've usurped it. I'll let someone else tag yours, unless it gets no feedback for a day or so. Then, I'll feel obligated to continue the game.

Only ten more hits until we're tied with the Eschatology post. Who'dathunkit?

Rich

Usurp away! If it means more comments I'm for it :-)

Although 'twill be a bittersweet victory, as the eschatology post is also mine

Well, Bill, looking at the two posts, I'd have to look at the ultimate potential of the comment numbers and say, "What have ya done for me lately, Mr. Without an Apology?"

Hmm. Back to my usurpiness.

Thanks, Jennifer [SIX LEFT!!!]. I'll play now.

Hey now! we've come a long, long way
From the streets of anger and battles we fought yesterday
Wounds that tore our hearts
Healed with God's embrace

Forever mercy, forever mercy
Forever mercy is what we cry
Forever mercy, forever mercy
Mercy is what we cry for.

-- Forever Mercy, Altar Boys

"Bill, wouldn't that be "comment whoring" or is that too vulgar a term?"

I prefer to think of myself as a comment post pimp.

But evidently I'm no longer a Thinkling. I think Jared just de-thinklinged me (again) for missing moot.

And he may have a point. This is the first Moot that didn't have Bird, Blo, Rod and Jewel - Jewel being me and me being unable to attend. For reasons that aren't as satisfactory as I would have liked.

Even Blo showed up for crying out loud!

I feel crummy. But I have to go chart out a song for tomorrow, so goodnight all. I love you blogosphere (especially my blessed Word-meme commenters - you guys and girls rock all Kasbahs!)

Bill,

In retrospect, all my "crummy" ramblings would have only made sense in the spirit of last night (even then, they weren't very funny). Please disregard everything I wrote above.

Except for my The Call lyrics for the game. And that you're a great Thinkling!

I’ve got you under my skin
I’ve got you deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart, that you’re really a part of me
I’ve got you under my skin

I've got you under my skin - Frank Sinatra

Um... somehow, a lot of that last post got cut off. I even had part of John Keats, Ode to a Nightengale poem to play off of BWS's.

I guess it wasn't meant to be. Oh, but need I mention only about 13 more hits until the Word Taggers take down the Catholics vs. Protestants crusade. It's in our sights.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

- Pink Floyd, Comfortably Numb

You're old enough some people say
To read the signs and walk away
It's only time that heals the pain
And makes the sun come out again
It's raining again
Oh no, my love's at an end.
Oh no, it's raining again
Too bad I'm losing a friend.

-- It's Raining Again, Supertramp

For always, For ever
A thousand tomorrows may cross the sky
And for always, and always
We will go on beyond goodbye.

For Always lyric by Cynthia Weil

A plague on both html's houses!!!

I spoke about wings
You just flew
I wondered, I guessed, and I tried
You just knew
I sighed
But you swooned
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon!
The whole of the moon!

-- The Whole of the Moon, The Waterboys

BTW -- Nice job with The Proclaimers, Nathan. It's fun to just think about that song. It's one of those you can't help listening to without blaring out the chorus at the top of your lungs. Not a lot of songs like that.

I saw a man with a hole in His hand
who could offer the miracle cure

Oh, He said live,
I forgive.

-- To Forgive, Steve Taylor

One to tie, two to go ahead of the Catholic/Protestant parade. After that, though, there's a mountain to climb. I have to admit, I have my doubts.

The Pot(ter)Heads still claim a dynamic thread, and it's sure to get a barrage of new posts as the countdown to the sixth book climaxes and then a bunch more after people peruse the thing. Then, they'll start talking about the seventh (and supposedly last, right?) book. I figure sooner or later, it'll past The Passion Post, which looks a little more staid. But that one's at 375, and the air gets pretty thin at that altitude. We may quit breathing before this post gets that high.

And if it ever did past those two posts, then trying to catch up to a post where people (like me) just have to throw a word in and another post that is at the top of the blogiverse in comments is like chasing the wind.

I mean, isn't the world is filled with colorblind, female-ish-like-people that can come to the erroneous conclusion that Gatorade is yellow and aren't afraid to post such nonsense? No post can catch up with that!!!

Can we dig it? Yes we can
With a team, and Bob the Builder man

A little bit of timber and a saw
A little bit of fixin that's for sure
A little bit of diggin up the road
A little bit of movin heavy loads
A little bit of tiling on the roof
A little bit of making waterproof
A little bit of concrete mixed with sand
A little bit of Bob the Builder man

Bob the Builder's Mambo #5 (the Bob album rocks!)

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,
The yellow fog that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
And seeing that it as a soft October night,
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.

from "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" by T. S. Eliot

Thanks re. Proclaimers, Rich! I'd forgotten all about that song until some friends of mine did a cover of it at a gig in the pub once and the whole building resounded to the noise of everyone suddenly remembering it. A magical bit of pop. Good for driving, too. Tip o' the cap to you for the Waterboys, as well!

The step-mother and the two sisters were terrified and became pale with rage; he, however, took Cinderella on his horse and rode away with her. As they passed by the hazel-tree, the two white doves cried --
"Turn and peep, turn and peep,
No blood is in the shoe,
The shoe is not too small for her,
The true bride rides with you..."

-- Cinderella, The Brothers Grimm

But now I look at the night
And it don’t seem so lonely
We fill it up with only two
And when I hurt,
Hurtin’ runs off my shoulders,
How can I hurt when I’m with you?

Warm, touchin’ warm
Reachin’ out
Touchin’ me
Touchin’ you

Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I’ve been inclined
To believe they never would.

-- Sweet Caroline, Neil Diamond

Oh heck, I've already done one fairy tale today. I shouldn't do another... but too bad. It fits, in a roundabout way, with Bill's lyrics. Almost like a real, live word tag meme. Fancy that.
--

On the same day that she cast out Rapunzel, however, the enchantress fastened the braids of hair, which she had cut off, to the hook of the window, and when the king's son came and cried:

'Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
Let down your hair to me.'

she let the hair down. The king's son ascended, but instead of finding his dearest Rapunzel, he found the enchantress, who gazed at him with wicked and venomous looks.

-- Rapunzel, The Brothers Grimm

As an added bonus, I get to end my quote with "wicked and venomous looks." That's right [says I, *snorting as only Don Knotts' could*], not everyone can be that talented at the ol' Word Tag Meme game... but then, if you look up in the comments, I doubt that many people have had near the practice, either. I should stop my non-sensical ramblings and go back to my business, as my Dad's old Statler Bros. tune crooned, of "playin' solitare alone with a deck of 51." 'Course, if I was a bit smarter, I woulda saved that song for the game. No telling when I'll run flat out of word tags.

De-Billed,

I think another way of saying that is:

"Rich, you have no life." Actually, it's more like, "Rich, you have no life, and that's a good thing!"

I appreciate the kind words, De.

A dragon lives forever but not so little boys
Painted wings and Giant's rings make way for other toys.
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.

His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain,
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane.
Without his life-long friend, Puff could not be brave,
So Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave.

Oh! Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee,
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee.

-- Puff the Magic Dragon, Peter Yarrow and Leonard Lipton (performed by Peter, Paul, and Mary)

Hey Molly!

The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day,
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play.

And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A pall-like silence fell upon the patrons of the game.

A straggling few got up to go in deep despair.
The rest clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human breast.
They thought, "if only Casey could but get a whack at that.
We'd put up even money now, with Casey at the bat.

Casey At The Bat by Ernest L. Thayer

Uh, what I wrote above (not the quote) was somewhat ridiculous --

a lot of the songs and movies are contemporary (duh-oh!)...

What I meant was: for a saying with slightly less "pizzazz"...

Sorry for the comment-padding. I daresay it won't happen again [*fingers crossed*].

jennifer!

Don't get me wrong; you've got nothign to make up for. The "childish," or let me say "child-like," quotes are probably my favorites. My favorite books to read (and to write) are children's books. So, I love the Builder Bob, the Little Bar of Soap, The Hobbit, and I think I've added references from Grimm's fairy tales and my favorite book of all, The High King by Lloyd Alexander in the comments above. This post would be less without them, IMO. And to echo this sentiment, how 'bout:

I'm just a bill
Yes I'm only a bill,
And I got as far as Capitol Hill.
Well, now I'm stuck in committee
And I'll sit here and wait
While a few key Congressmen discuss and debate
Whether they should let me be a law.
How I hope and pray that they will,
But today I am still just a bill.

-- I'm Just a Bill, from Schoolhouse Rock, Music & Lyrics by Dave Frishberg (performed by Jack Sheldon for SR)

And to clarify, while I love what I've read from John Ortberg's book so far, I just thought my comment sounded a little more drab than most of the ones that have been posted -- but it's TRUTH was worth posting. Tozer, though, is a giant -- good work pulling that one straight from the memory bank ;)

Oh yeah, and THANKS for making me feel better!

Lollipop Lollipop
Oh lolly lolly lolly
Lollipop Lollipop
Oh lolly lolly lolly
Lollipop Lollipop
Oh lolly lolly lolly
Lollipop (pop!) Ba dum dum dum

Call my baby lollipop
Tell you why
His kiss is sweeter than a lemon pie
And when he does the shaky rockin dance
Man I haven't got a chance!
I call him...

Lollipop The Chordettes

Dancin' in the moonlight
everybody's feeling warm and bright
It's such a fine and natural sight
Everybody's dancin in the mooonlight...

-Dancin in the Moonlight from the A Walk to Remember Soundtrack :)

Sorry, I should say that was from The Listeners by Walter De La Mare.

Luck be a lady tonight
Luck be a lady tonight
Luck if you've ever been a lady to begin with
Luck be a lady tonight.

Luck let a gentleman see
How nice a dame you can be
I've seen the way you've treated other guys you've been with
Luck be a lady with me.

from Luck be a lady tonight from Guys and Dolls by Frank Loesser and Abe Burrows

Okay, anyone who's listening! Only 20 more to go to the big 3-0-0. Can we do it before the weekend? After that, we'll only need a few more to catch Lord Voldemort's Bane.

I feel better about it now than when we passed the Catholic vs. Protestant Super Bowl, but the walls are definitely starting to sound a little more hollow in here(although not as hollow as the Gatorade post where SCP, BWS, De, and I made up the last 25 comments) and the tunnel seems to be caving in. (Did I just end that last sentence with a preposition???)

[Shameless pad]

im gunna be a history maker in this land
im gunna be a speaker of truth to all mankind
im gunna stand
im gunna run
into Your arms,
into Your arms again
--History Maker, Delirious?

Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high

Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

-- Carry on My Wayward Son, Kansas

[Since my last one was Jayhawks, you had to know I'd be looking to Word Tag with Kansas this time:)]

Whoa! The Eagles, Boston, Kansas... I am back in my junior high/high school days singing with the Young Life crew... SWEET! [Not to date myself or anything...]Some days I wish I could go back. But I can't -- so I move forward with:

She needed her beauty sleep
though I didn't want it to sound like that
her mind was occupied,
her hard coffee was cold by then as snow
and she sang "my smile is more than pearly white,
and my dreams are more than you",
she sang "my yellow eyes are more than mirrors,
and my scarf is more than costume."

And she sang "I can't believe you own this attitude"
yes i sang "I can't believe you own this, this attitude."

-- Isadora Duncan, Jolene (although written and also performed by Vic Chesnutt)

"I'm picking up your sarcasm."
"Well, I should hope so, because i'm laying it on pretty thick."
-Richard Hayden on Tommy Boy :)

couldn't resist!

Jeremiah was a bullfrog
Was a good friend of mine
Never understood a single word he said
But I helped him drink his wine
He always had some mighty fine wine

Sing it
Joy to the World
All the boys and girls now
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me!

Jeremiah was a Bullfrog, CCR

As time goes on,
I realize
Just what you mean
To me
And now,
Now that you're near,
Promise your love
That I've waited to share
And dreams
Of our moments together
Colour my world with hope of loving you.

--Colour My World, Chicago

Space, the final frontier.
These are the voyages of the Starship Enterprise. Its continuing mission to explore strange worlds, to seek out new life and new civilisations, to boldly go where no man has gone before.

-- Star Trek, Gene Roddenberry

Two priests came round our house tonight
One young, one old, to offer prayers for the dying
To serve the final rite
One to learn, one to teach
Which way the cold wind blows
Fussing and flapping in priestly black
Like a murder of crows

And all this time, the river flowed
Endlessly to the sea
If I had my way I'd take a boat from the river
And I'd bury the old man,
I'd bury him at sea

All This Time - Sting

Nearly at 300!

riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs.
Sir Tristram, violer d'amores, fr'over the short sea, had passen-core rearrived from North Armorica on this side the scraggy isthmus of Europe Minor to wielderfight his penisolate war: nor had topsawyer's rocks by the stream conee exaggerated themselse to Laurens County's gorgios while they went doublin their mumper all the time: nor avoice from afire bellowsed mishe mishe to tauftauf thuartpeatrick not yet, though venissoon after, had a kidscad buttended a bland old isaac: not yet, though all's fair in vanessy, were sosie sesthers wroth with twone nathandjoe. Rot a peck of pa's malt had Jhem or Shen brewed by arclight and rory end to the regginbrow was to be seen ringsome on the aquaface.

-- Chapter 1, Finnegan's Wake, James Joyce

Slightly cheating because riverrun is one word not two, but that was what came into my head. Not from memory, alas, (I've not actually read it either) but Google is a beautiful thing.

I wanna be better than oxygen
So you can breathe when you're drowning and weak in the knees
I wanna speak louder than Ritalin
For all the children who think that they've got a disease
I wanna be cooler than t.v.
For all the kids that are wondering what they are going to be
We can be stronger than bombs
If you're singing along and you know that you really believe
We can be richer than industry
As long as we know that there's things that we don't really need
We can speak louder than ignorance
Cause we speak in silence every time our eyes meet.

On and on, and on, and on it goes
The world it just keeps spinning
Until i'm dizzy, time to breathe
So close my eyes and start again anew

Willy Mason - "Oxygen"

Okay, that's it. Now that we're at 300, I'm throwin' in some U2.

Spirit of the rising sun lift me up
Hold me there and never let me fall.
Love me 'til I die, my heart won't wait.
Soon I will be loved...

-- Three Sunrises, U2

[I feel a little better, but there's oh so much more where that came from. Pssst -- don't tell De, though]

Silver and gold, silver and gold
Everyone wishes for silver and gold
How do you measure its worth
Just by the pleasure it gives here on Earth.

Silver and gold, silver and gold
Mean so much more when I see
Silver and gold decorations
On every Christmas tree.

-- Silver and Gold, Johnny Marks (as recorded by Burl Ives)

Day by day
Day by day
Oh, Dear Lord
Three things I pray
To see thee more clearly
Love thee more dearly
Follow thee more nearly
Day by day

"Day By Day," from Godspell

By the way, BWS, great Robert Frost poem.

My wife and I have those Baby Mozart, Baby Einstein, etc. tapes that we got for our first child and have recycled their use for our next two. I believe Nothing Gold Can Stay is on Baby Shakespeare.

Truly, truly I say to you, if I haven't heard the woman's voice on those tapes read it a THOUSAND times, then I've never heard it at all. Of course, it's beautiful verse and hearing it paints pictures in my mind almost every time, so... now that we're going through it with our third, I'm apt to hear it a thousand more.

[Jennifer -- I'd recommend the early original tapes (certainly the three I mentioned were good - Mozart and Shakespeare were my personal favorties). Both our boys loved them and our baby girl is following in the same vein, I believe. I think they glutted the market once Disney bought them and produced some that weren't nearly as fascinating for the kids. My wife is quite sure all the neurotransmitters in our children's brains were connecting perfectly because they were listening (and watching things babies love) to Mozart music, and she pretty much buys into the theory that the Mozart music will help their IQ in the long run. I'm a LOT more skeptical of that -- I think some of the studies done were debunked. My bottom line: the kids love(d) them -- they're good.]

Also, since the proper response for Christian cheese calls for cheese of the non-Christian variety, I give you -- dunt duh dunnnnnn -- Prince:

Dearly beloved
We are gathered here today
to get through this thing called life.
Electric word life
It means forever and that's a mighty long time,
but I'm here to tell you there's something else:
The afterworld.
A world of never ending happiness -
you can always see the sun, day or night.
So when you call up that shrink in Beverly Hills -
You know the one - Dr. Everything'll Be Alright
Instead of asking him how much of your time is left
Ask him how much of your mind, baby.
'Cuz in this life
Things are much harder than in the afterworld
In this life
You're on your own.

-- Let's Go Crazy, Prince

Ouch!

Okay, I may have broken the rules...They don't say TV themes are allowed. Feel free to delete it if you wish.

Be praised for all Your tenderness by these works of Your hands
Suns that rise and rains that fall to bless and bring to life Your land
Look down upon this winter wheat and be glad that You have made
Blue for the sky and the color green that fills these fields with praise

The Color Green, Rich Mullins

[Caviezel, here we come!!!]

Climb every mountain, search high and low
Follow every byway, every path you know.
Climb every mountain, ford every stream,
Follow every rainbow, till you find your dream!

--Climb Every Mountain, from The Sound of Music, Rodgers and Hammerstein

Love makes me treat you the way that I do
Gee, baby, ain't I good to you?
There's nothin' too good for a gal who's so true
Gee, baby, ain't I good to you?

Bought you a fur coat for Christmas
A diamond ring, a Caddillac car and everything
Love make me treat you the way that I do
Gee, baby, ain't I good to you?

-- Gee, baby, ain't I good to you? written by Don Redman and Andy Razaf, sung by just about everyone (including Nathan!)

Lord, You know what is best for me; let everything be done according to Your will. Do what you will, in the amount You will, and when You will. Deal with me as You best think, as best pleases You, and is most for Your glory. Put me wherever You will and treat me in all things as freely as You will. I am in Your hand; turn me around whichever way You will. I am Your servant and ready to do anything for You. I wish to live, not for myself, but for You; if only I could fittingly and perfectly serve You!

From a chapter entitled "How to Pray for What We Desire" in The Imitation of Christ, by Thomas a Kempis

"There's glory for you!"

"I don't know what you mean by 'glory,'" Alice said.

Humpty Dumpty smiled contemptuously. "Of course you don't — till I tell you. I mean 'there's a nice knock-down argument for you!'"

"But 'glory' doesn't mean "a nice knock-down argument,'" Alice objected.

"When I use a word," Humpty Dumpty said, in rather a scornful tone, "it means just what I choose it to mean — neither more nor less."

"The question is," said Alice, "whether you can make words mean so many different things."

"The question is," said Humpty Dumpty, "which is to be master — that's all."

--Alice Through the Looking-Glass, Lewis Carroll

I just want to see you
When you're all alone
I just want to catch you if I can
I just want to be there
When the morning light explodes
On your face it radiates
I can't escape
I love you 'till the end

-- Love You Till the End, The Pogues (from the Mystery, Alaska soundtrack)

I know you're gone
I watched you leave
I always thought
That it was me
You made it clear
with that last kiss
You couldn't live a life with maybes and what ifs.

When every boat has sailed away
When every path is marked and paved
When every road has had its say
Then I'll be bringing you back home to stay.

Home to Stay - Amy Foster-Skylark and Jeremy Lubbock

My old man has brought half a dozen wives into the world
I met him last year after twenty years or so with no words
What a strange look in his eye-I thought he knew
Just what it's like to walk out, out, out of the blue
Leave behind him every trace of those he knew
He made me see all I could lose with you

-- Where We Began, Warren Zanes

Everybody wants to be a cat
Cause a cat's the only cat who knows where it's at
while playin' jazz you always has a Welcome mat,
'cause everybody digs a swingin' cat.
Everybody digs a swingin' cat.

Everybody wants to be a cat - Disney's Aristocats

Everything today is thoroughly modern
Check your personality
Everything today makes yesterday slow
Better face reality.
It's not insanity
Says Vanity Fair
In fact, it's stylish
To raise your skirts and bob your hair.

Thoroughly Modern Millie - from the musical of the same name

The kingdom of this world
Is become the kingdom of our Lord,
And of His Christ, and of His Christ;
And He shall reign for ever and ever,
For ever and ever, forever and ever,

King of kings, and Lord of lords,
[King of kings, and Lord of lords]
And Lord of lords,
And He shall reign,
And He shall reign forever and ever,
King of kings, forever and ever,
And Lord of lords,
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

-- Hallelujah Chorus, Georg Friedrich Handel

The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the crown,
The Lion beat the Unicorn all about the town,
He beat him once
He beat him twice
With all his might and main
He beat him three times over
His power to maintain.

a play off the old nursery rhyme The Lion and the Unicorn from the book:

-- Stardust, Neil Gaiman

Kiss me once...and kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long, long time
Haven't felt like this, my dear
Since I can't remember when
It's been a long, long time

You'll never know how many dreams
I've dreamed about you
Or just how empty they all seemed without you
So kiss me once, then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It's been a long, long time

Louis Armstrong, It's Been a Long, Long Time

Casey would waltz
With a strawberry blonde,
And the band played on,
He'd glide 'cross the floor
With the girl he ador'd,
And the band played on,
But his brain was so loaded,
It nearly exploded,
The poor girl would shake with alarm,
He'd ne'er leave the girl
With the strawberry curls,
And the band played on.

The Band Played On, Music by Charles B. Ward, lyrics by John E. Palmer

"I told ya 'bout strawberry fields
You know the place where nothing is real
Well here's another clue for you all
The walrus was Paul"

Glass Onion - The Beatles

SO I turned the radio on, I turned the radio up,
and this woman was singing my song:
the lover's in love, and the other's run away,
the lover is crying 'cause the other won't stay.

Some of us hover when we weep for the other who was
dying since the day they were born.
Well, this is not that:
I think that I'm throwing, but I'm thrown.

And I thought I'd live forever, but now I'm not so sure.

You try to tell me that I'm clever,
but that won't take me anyhow, or anywhere with you.

-- Stay, Lisa Loeb

I'm singin in the rain
Just singin in the rain
What a glorius feeling I'm happy agian
I'm laughin at clouds
So dark up above
The sun's in my heart and I'm ready for love
Let the stormy clouds chase
Everyone from the place
"something something something"
I've a smile on my face
And I'm singin
Just singin in the rain.

-Gene Kelley and Debbie Reynolds both sang it in the movie "Singing in the Rain"

I don't think you can use the something something something part-that's where I forgot the words

Andi Nicole - that should be "C'mon with the Rain"
And that's a great movie!

Love is in the water
Love is in the air
Show me where to go
Tell me will love be there (love be there)
Teach me how to speak
Teach me how to share
Teach me where to go
Tell me will love be there (love be there)

Oh, heaven let your light shine down

-- Shine, Collective Soul

Oh! say can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming;
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;
Oh, say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

-- The Star-Spangled Banner, Francis Scott Key

Doc: And you must be Ringo. Look, darling, Johnny Ringo. The deadliest pistoleer since Wild Bill, they say. What do you think, darling? Should I hate him?

Kate: You don't even know him.

Doc: Yes, but there's just something about him. Something around the eyes, I don't know, reminds me of... me. No. I'm sure of it, I hate him.

-- from Tombstone

I love you, a bushel and a peck!
A bushel and a peck, and a hug around the neck!
A hug around the neck, and a barrel and a heap
A barrel and a heap, and I'm talkin' in my sleep.
About you.

"A Bushel and a Peck," from Guys and Dolls
(most recently heard at our house on "Junior's Bedtime Songs," a Veggie Tales album)

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.


`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

--Jabberwocky, Lewis Carroll

Miracle Max: Whoo-hoo-hoo, look who knows so much. It just so happens that your friend here is only MOSTLY dead. There's a big difference between mostly dead and all dead. Mostly dead is slightly alive. With all dead, well, with all dead there's usually only one thing you can do.

Inigo Montoya: What's that?

Miracle Max: Go through his clothes and look for loose change.

from Princess Bride

[This one was just too easy! ;o)]

O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring;
Of the endless trains of the faithless--of cities fill'd with the foolish;
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light--of the objects mean--of the struggle ever renew'd;
Of the poor results of all--of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me;
Of the empty and useless years of the rest--with the rest me intertwined;
The question, O me! so sad, recurring--What good amid these, O me, O life?

Answer.

That you are here--that life exists, and identity;
That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse.

O Me, O Life, Walt Whitman

Jennifer,

Rules... schmrules ;)

--
He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly Friend,
He lives and loves me to the end;
He lives, and while He lives, I'll sing;
He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King.

He lives and grants me daily breath;
He lives, and I shall conquer death:
He lives my mansion to prepare;
He lives to bring me safely there.

He lives, all glory to His name!
He lives, my Jesus, still the same.
Oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives,
"I know that my Redeemer lives!"

-- I know That My Redeemer Lives, written by Samuel Medley back in '75 -- that's 1775, if you were wondering -- but I heard it sung by Mark Heard (as My Redeemer Lives) and fell in love with it. (I think you can still find it in Lutheran Hymnals; of course, I'm Baptist but what the hay, y'know?). Unfortunately, Mark Heard has passed away, but the music lives on.

"Sing for MEEEEE!"
-The Phantom of the Opera

And then Eponine died. Enough of the moribund. How 'bout some morose?
--
Thought love was here to stay
for years, but now it's down to days.
And it's one long, long day
to Heathrow from Humboldt bay.
Love was a song we sang
so beautifully,
and can it be gone permanently?
And you say:

ache, ache beautiful for me.
Come along and ache,
ache beauty babe.

-- Ache Beautiful, Michael Roe

Whenever I'm lonesome, Whenever I'm blue,
whenever I'm worried I know what to do -
I put on my tap shoes, I wear my best clothes,
I start up the music and here's how it goes:

Rhinoceros Tap, Rhinoceros Tap,
first you do two shuffles and you flap, flap, flap.
You dig with your heel and you spank with your toe
And when you pitter patter, you can really let go-

Rhinoceros Tap -Sandra Boynton

Do? DO?
That's the word your tagging?

I think many of you memesters need to re-read Rule #2 in De's original post. You're supposed to tag so-called "major" words. But I'm seeing do, no, me, etc.

If everybody followed the rules, there's no way this thing would be in the Top Ten.
In fact, I hereby move we strike all the offending comments from the page!

How you like them apples, De?!

Rich! We're almost there - and I love that movie!
Jared, this quote is for you!

You are a sad strange little man, and you have my pity.

Toy Story

So Jared rears his head to dis my "do." Unbelieveable! If the usage of "do" seemed important enough for the greatest Thinkling of them all to condescend from on high, stopping work on his novel to utter comments, I think I'm going to tag on every passive verb I can find. That could mean a lot more comments in the future!!! :)

And one of you taggers correct me if I'm wrong, but the word "do" is still a verb, isn't it? Did it somewhere along the way change into an article or a preposition? If so, by all means, let's start deleting. "Me" isn't that a pronoun? Pronouns and verbs can make sentences, right? If so... I'm thinkin' they're important, and even better, in adherence to Rule # 2.

Now, let's check out De's last comment. Hmm... "been" sounds good, but "what" looks even better ;)

--

Forrest: Mama always said life was like a box a chocolates, never know what you're gonna get.

-- from the movie Forrest Gump

Man, that felt good. I felt like Bono yelling down apartheid.

Rich!

"Man, that felt good. I felt like Bono yelling down apartheid."

LOL!

And with that comment you put the WTM above the Caviezel post!

Jared is simply jealous. If the "greatest Thinkling" was measured by the Thinkling with the most top ten posts, then the greatest Thinkling would be one who is not even an Thinkling or even an honorary - moi. Yes, the one DE-stined for greatness. I'm pressed but not crushed, persecuted not abandoned. Crushed down but not DE-stroyed, my bruthuh!

um, I think he just was . . .

Nah, De, the "greatest Thinkling" (and that's sort of a misnomer because I don't think of any one being better than any other, even the excommunicated ones;)) was a quality not quantity thing.

Of course, ridiculed as they may be, I think there's a lot to be said for your "game-like" posts. I've met, joked with, and talked to (read that as made bloggy-type friendships) a lot more people through these posts than the more theological posts where I don't have as much to offer. On those, I learn. Sometimes I comment, but you can file my commentary under a little knowledge is a dangerous thing.

I'm not meaning to demean myself, but that's probably why I'm tagging to words like "do" in Rhinocerous Tap rather than the much more colorful and loaded-with-potential "spank" in Boynton's prose. Actually, I probably could do a lot with "spank."

Whew, De. You were right. Jared is jealous.

If I hadn't seen it say otherwise in black and white (on Bird's "What Color Is This Liquid" post), I'd definitely think Jared would be over there with BWS' brother and the rest of the girls screeching about how they thought Gatorade was yellow.

Game Freakin'(oooh) On!!

"Never hang me on a hook, Johnny. My mother hung me on a hook - once."

Johnny Dangerously

The Stallion most def has the skillz that pay the bills (or so I've been told - I have absolutely no first-hand knowledge). I'm pretty sure, whatever his faults, that gatorade is as green as, well, gatorade to Rod.

So, Jared, no explanation or enumeration of reasons necessary - for the love of all that's holy, man!

Game Ooooon!

Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb?
Mother do you think they'll like this song?

Mother, by Pink Floyd

Um, I was just playing around. Got no beef with either the game or the gamers involved.

No, I don't really have any quotes at the ready, although if the rules are so flexible that we can now tag anything that reminds us of something else, I suppose it wouldn't be that hard.
Hey, there's also a comma in this quote I remember! . . .
;-p

---

De, thank you for getting my back. (And, yes, please, do not get near my front.)
As explanation and enumeration of my Stallionosity, I was tempted to reprint a bit of today's email exchange with the wifey, but I doubt it would have passed through your Puritanical Curseblocker. ;-)




(just kidding, btw!)

I'll say this and then let Jared have the last word if he wants it.

Jennifer hit the nail on the head with the word "whine." Although I'll quite easily concede to the self-loathing (though not to the homersexual part -- not that there's anything wrong with that [uh, Seinfeld]), I wasn't so much questioning his manliness (although I don't know The Stallion Chronicles or The Men at Work stuff to which he is referring -- and De's got his back on that -- and I probably don't need to hear any of it; in fact, please don't tell me, I take you at your word) as I was questioning his tone what with all the:

"hey, you guys aren't following Rule #2"
"Bill, er De, wouldn't have Top Ten Posts"
"you can't tag with 'DO'"

I mean, c'mon, does Rod want cheese with all that whine? Maybe it's just me, but I hear a lot of Gatorade is yellow in that. Look, I have a four year old that whines way tooooo much -- and it sounds a lot like Rod's "can't we remove some comments from this page" stuff. You can bet I'm working with him on shapes and colors. That's Christian parenting. Ouch. Just hurt my arm again patting myself on the back.

Other than that, I'll just say I'm goofing around -- hopefully, nobody's taking me seriously. I'm certainly not.
--

You were the girl that changed my world
You were the girl for me
You lit the fuse, I stand accused
You were the first for me
But you turned me out, baby

You dropped a bomb on me, baby
You dropped a bomb on me (But you turned me on, baby)
You dropped a bomb on me, baby
You dropped a bomb on me

-- You Dropped a Bomb on Me, The Gap Band

Wait -- are you calling me "baby"?

You know, I hate to go all Freudian on here, but methinks Rich doth protest too much. What with all the "Rod sees yellow" stuff. Closeted much, Rich?
And that whole "wanting a rise out of Rod" thing was just way too obvious, man.

Rich, there are organizations that can help. Try www.exodus.org/wewishwehadskillslikerod.html

Okay, went for the help, but... What's the deal with the big picture of Dennis Rodman that fronts that link?

I don't get it.