I believe it is time to order a new keyboard. I am hard on mine. Mostly due to gaming, but I do a lot of typing as well. The only requirement I have for my keyboard is it has to be backlit…and it has to have the number pad.
This is the one I settled on. I hope it is more sturdy.
I knew a man, called him Sandy Cane Few folks even knew his name But a hero, yes was he Left a boy, came back a man Still many just don’t understand About the reasons we are free I can’t forget the look in his eyes Or the tears he cried As he said these words to me
All Gave Some, Some Gave All Some stood through for the red, white and blue And some had to fall And if you ever think of me Think of all your liberties and recall Some Gave All
Now Sandy Cane is no longer here But his words are oh so clear As they echo throughout our land For all his friends who gave us all Who stood their ground and took the fall To help their fellow man Love your country and live with pride And don’t forget those who died America can’t you see?
All Gave Some, Some Gave All Some stood through for the red, white and blue And some had to fall And if you ever think of me Think of all your liberties and recall Some Gave All
And if you ever think of me Think of all your liberties and recall Yes recall Some Gave All Some Gave All
My 2 Cents –
There are not too many “Patriotic” songs that I really like. I find that there are too many problems to feel truly proud of this country…but I was born in the USA…and This is our Independence day. So… This is a nod to that.
So, I was on Owl Light’s Unprinted Pages…They will be uploading the video to the channel soon…We did it live and then the replay gets uploaded…that is the way this works. It got my brain jumping. I have been writing since. I will be posting links when the review period is done…Lunatic Asylum Screams – my second memoir is now due out Aug 4. (I still need to get that up on paperback and other various sites….just started that process.) and Serena’s Blood Red Rain is now less than 15 poems away from being done writing…and I don’t think I am done writing tonight. So…Check out Owl Light’s channel…seriously they are inspiring…
oh also…I will be posting a link later when it’s live…I did a nifty little journal with my art on the cover. maybe I might do more…
What makes a good title? and is it subjective? My daughter and friend both think I can do better for my coloring book than the title I had chosen. I am still struggling with the amount of work that goes into what will be listed as a low content item. I am struggling with the coloring book altogether if I am honest.
I love the cover I made for it. But I don’t like how the scanned art has a off shade to it that will print funny. Or just the way that putting the book together for this is. I suppose I am finding fault with the whole project. I am a perfectionist and there is nothing perfect about this project.
The only days that I’m not stressed Are days I work myself to death And I’m too tired to feel anything else
Even then, I’m restless in my sleep My worries bleed into my dreams and I Wake up and do it all again
Maybe it’s the way I was raised Or how I’m wired in my brain but I never seem to be Enough for me
Is it normal The way I can’t help second guessing Is it normal Wishing I could put my thoughts to bed And be in the moment For just a moment Cuz it feels like I’m always somewhere else instead Is it normal How I get stuck in my head
I bite my lip and twist my hair Scroll through my phone or sit and stare at nothing Trying to chase my train of thought
Tell everybody that I’m doing okay Make it look good and hope that one of these days It won’t be a lie
Is it normal The way I can’t help second guessing Is it normal Wishing I could put my thoughts to bed And be in the moment For just a moment Cuz it feels like I’m always somewhere else instead Is it normal How I get stuck in my head
Ahh, yeah yeah Ahh, yeah Ahh, yeah yeah Stuck in my, stuck in my Ahh, yeah yeah Ahh, yeah Ahh, yeah yeah Stuck in my, stuck in my
Is it normal The way I can’t help second guessing Is it normal Wishing I could put my thoughts to bed And be in the moment For just a moment Cuz it feels like I’m always somewhere else instead Is it normal How I get stuck in my head
My 2 Cents –
I heard this on tiktok…and related so much. Sometimes music is just knowing someone else feels the same.
[Intro] (Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-ra) (Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-ra) Feelin’ like a psychofreak-freak-freak (Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-ra) (Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-ra)
[Chorus] Feelin’ like a psychofreak sometimes Tryna get connected, no Wi-Fi Tell me that you love me, are you lying? Give me lemonade, I’ll give you limes House in the hills is a house of cards Blink and the fairytale falls apart Sorry, didn’t mean to get so dark Maybe I’m an alien, Earth is hard
[Verse 1] Sometimes, I don’t trust the way I feel On my Instagram talkin’ ’bout “I’m healed” Worryin’ if I got sex appeal Hopin’ that I don’t drive off this hill When we’re makin’ lovе, I wanna be there And I wanna feel you pullin’ my hair And bеlieve the words you say in my ear Gotta go outside, I need some air
[Pre-Chorus] I want to, want to, want to touch you Want to touch you, but my fingertips are numb I want to, want to, want to love you Want to love you, but my chest is tightenin’ up I want to, want to, want to feel like I can chill Not have to leave this restaurant Wish I could be like everyone But I’m not like anyone
[Chorus] Feelin’ like a psychofreak sometimes Tryna get connected, no Wi-Fi Tell me that you love me, are you lying? Give me lemonade, I’ll give you limes House in the hills is a house of cards Blink and the fairytale falls apart Sorry, didn’t mean to get so dark Maybe I’m an alien, Earth is hard
[Verse 2] Sorry, couldn’t focus on the movie Everybody says they miss the old me I been on this ride since I was fifteen I don’t blame the girls for how it went down, down Thinkin’ out loud In the bathroom while my friends laugh on the couch Wow, moment’s gone now Know you wanna stay, but I think I gotta leave right now
[Pre-Chorus] I want to, want to, want to touch you Want to touch you, but my fingertips are numb I want to, want to, want to love you Want to love you, but my chest is tightenin’ up I want to, want to, want to feel like I can chill Not have to leave this restaurant Wish I could be like everyone (Wish I could be) But I’m not like anyone
[Chorus] Feelin’ like a psychofreak sometimes Tryna get connected, no Wi-Fi Tell me that you love me, are you lying? Give me lemonade, I’ll give you limes House in the hills is a house of cards Blink and the fairytale falls apart Sorry, didn’t mean to get so dark Maybe I’m an alien, Earth is-
[Post-Chorus] Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-ra Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-ra Feelin’ like a psychofreak Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-ra Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-ra
My 2 Cents –
There is a lot of days where I feel alone, and like no one understands me. This song makes me feel less so…
The above image I found on Pinterest. I included the link to where it goes… but I used it as my muse. I drew what I saw… and this is what I came up with.
It is an adorable picture.
Is my art exactly the same? No. And I don’t want it to be. I think that I do pretty good with the drawing from an image without tracing it.
Send your kisses my way Bring your sweet heart to me I’ve been waiting for so long Tell me all your stories Leave some open for me Write your name into this song I walk through the fire Run through the rain I’ll wait for forever If love is your name Catch your wind from heaven Send them while you’re sleeping Wake me with the morning sun I’ll dream of you until you come I walk through the fire Run through the rain I’ll wait for forever If love is your name Valentines keep knocking My heart keeps on walking Darling I’ll hold on for you For You, for you I’ll walk through the fire I’ll run through the rain I’ll wait for forever If love is your name If love is your name If love is your name
My 2 Cents –
So, last week I shared Dolly doing a Rock song. It brought up a conversation with a friend about how genre limits were not really a thing anymore because Steven Tyler did country and Dolly was doing Rock. My view has always been that limiting your mind based on genre is not a good idea. Why should we limit ourselves and the enjoyment that music brings? I do enjoy this song as well. Steven Tyler has been an amazing voice through most of my life.(My childhood was limited to country music as my mom did not like rock. I was a teenager before I got to hear anything but country or bluegrass music)
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