We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
In honor of the cool new pic Bird Dog chose for the banner:
Showboat comin' up the river See her lanterns flicker in the gentle breeze I can hear the crickets singin' in the evenin' Old Dixie Lily moving past the Cypress trees.
My little boat, she rocks easy I've been catchin' catfish in the creek all day Oh, and I've never seen ladies like those on the big boats Must be fancy breedin' lets you live that way.
Dixie Lily, chuggin' like a grand old lady Paddles hittin' home in the noonday sun Ploughin' through the water with your whistles blowin' Down from Louisiana on the Vicksburg run.
Papa says that I'm a dreamer Says them mosquitoes a'bit me one too many times Oh, but I never get lonesome livin' on the river Watchin' old Lily leave the world behind.
Bravo! Both to the post and the slideshow. Someone did a really great job with that. It looks like fun but I wouldn't have a clue where to start. Good idea for a tutorial, Herr Docmeister?
Uh-yup. Let me pull out my big box of Magic Markers™ and see what I can whip up. The proggie's free, so as long as you got the song, the rest is up to Google Images.
The banner picture reminds me of the riverboat race that was held every year and ran out of Memphis to a small town south of Memphis. It was great fun to watch the wheels churning up the muddy water and always reminded any red blooded American that anything can be raced if it can be moved by any method devised by mere mortals.
That is a pretty good song about the Mississippi, even more so by being written by an Englishman. I don't think an American could have done better. Kudos to Elton John.
Time for me to read-or read again- Mark Twain's Life on the Mississippi. Lyrics of catching catfish on the creek while seeing the steamboat go by- reminds me of the cabin on a creek off the Mississippi that my grandparents owned. Not that far from Mark Twain's hometown of Hannibal, Missouri.