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From Alabama to Joplin Mo ...
Help is on the way.
Folks in areas hit by the April storms have already begun to collect things to send to the tornado victims in Joplin Mo.
I imagine they'll send items to the folks in Oklahoma.
As on lady put it? So many people from all over had helped the folks in her home town of Tuscaloosa. Sending help to the folks in Joplin was the right thing to do.
Looks like the folks in Oklahoma are gonna need help too.
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Showing posts with label Shelby Lynn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shelby Lynn. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Was looking for Shelby Lynn ...
... and found Alison Moorer.
A Soft Place to Fall
I live out in the country. In the afternoon, when it's hot like this, we've been known to get in the truck, roll down the windows, and just drive. You say you're going to the Dollar General to get a soda but you might end up at some hole in the wall in the middle of nowhere.
It's all just an excuse.
If we're lucky you get good reception on the radio. The one in the truck is on it's last legs. Lots of ducktape involved. Tuner nob is bent. That's a puzzle. If I was younger and a bit more athletic I could blame it on a Saturday night. I don't think I will. Truth is, like much of my life, I just don't know.
At least the music is good. :D
A Soft Place to Fall
I live out in the country. In the afternoon, when it's hot like this, we've been known to get in the truck, roll down the windows, and just drive. You say you're going to the Dollar General to get a soda but you might end up at some hole in the wall in the middle of nowhere.
It's all just an excuse.
If we're lucky you get good reception on the radio. The one in the truck is on it's last legs. Lots of ducktape involved. Tuner nob is bent. That's a puzzle. If I was younger and a bit more athletic I could blame it on a Saturday night. I don't think I will. Truth is, like much of my life, I just don't know.
At least the music is good. :D
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Tuesday, June 29, 2010
cubical blues
I sit
in this box
9 to 5
writing words
Lunch before 3
If I'm lucky.
Happy hour @ six if I'm not.
I write words like a ghost.
For someone who'll call them their own.
They laugh and preen.
While I write here.
Jason's gossip
The yellow highlighter of the bright spots of this day.
The white out gizmo and alcohol
Cover up the mistakes.
6-29-10
Author Ann
Day after day after day ...
LOL the computer fairy is busy again eating my poetry. I hope it gets a massive case of computer indigestion
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