Monday, June 23, 2014

I’ve got tears in my ears from lyin’ on my back in my bed while I cry over you

The title of this post is the name of a real song written by a man named Harold Barlow in the 1950s or -60s and recorded by the team of Homer & Jethro, who also sang, “Mama, Don’t Whoop Little Buford” which begins:

Mama, don’t whoop little Buford
Mama, don’t pound on his head
Mama, don’t whoop little Buford
I think you should shoot him instead

...which, oddly, makes me think of the girl bear at Walt Disney World’s Country Bear Jamboree attraction -- I cannot remember if it was Bubbles, Bonnie, or Beulah -- who sang, “Every Guy That Turns Me On Turns Me Down”.

In other news, while lying on my back in my bed around 6:30 this morning with my ears dry and my eyes not yet open, I composed the following lines in about a minute:

Words have meaning
(Words can cut like knives) --
Actions have consequences
(Actions fill our lives) --
Fear has torments
(In a book we’re told) --
Heaven has comforts
(Also streets of gold).

The words came first, the Dickinson-esque punctuation later.

I can’t think of a time when it has ever happened the other way ’round.

In still other news, today is the 45th anniversary of IBM’s great Unbundling announcement on June 23, 1969, when the company announced that it would price and offer many types of software and services separate from its hardware.

I’m sure this post means something. If you know what, please tell me.


All Consuming said...

It's all wonderfully abstract. And you do have me listening to some crazy er..stuff I'll say, hahaha on youtube. But then variety is the spice of life and their songs have made me smile.

LightExpectations said...

lol...well that brought back some memories! I had that record as a kid. But my husband and I think it was the little boy bear who sang about Buford. Man, I'm gonna have that song in my head all day now... =)

Oh, and it was Bubbles, Beulah and *Bunny*, not Bonnie. At least at Disneyland it was.

And just for the record, I've never actually heard the "tears in my ears" song, but I've long thought it's the greatest song title ever.

rhymeswithplague said...

All Consuming, then it has all been worthwhile.

LightExpectations, thanks for the correction re Bonnie/Bunny. As for the greatest song title ever, there's also "Does Your Chewing Gum Lose Its Flavor On The Bedpost Overnight?" to consider.

Hilltophomesteader said...

I'm partial to "Grandma's Featherbed" if you're going for meaning of life. I've been camping for 4 days. 'Nuf said. I may never be normal again, not that I was actually normal to start with. The laundry we took apparently tripled in size, there's MORE food in the camper than when we left and I'm tired. Tired. tired tir t....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

rhymeswithplague said...

Hilltophomesteader, get lots of rest so you can face the terrible ordeal of everyday living.

Yorkshire Pudding said...

While driving along Heaven's streets of gold I wonder if we wlll come across road crews fixing deterioration in the road surface. It could be very frustrating if you are on your way to the movies. And who will be in those road crews? Will I see a guy take off his sweaty helmet and all of a sudden I realise that it is you?

rhymeswithplague said...

Lord Pudding, in Heaven you will not be known as Lord. Also, in Heaven I do not think that the road surfaces deteriorate, so there will be no need for either road crews or sweaty helmets. I could be wrong, of course. (Judge Judy on our American telly says that she was wrong once, back in 1947, but her Daddy spanked her and she has not been wrong since. Such arrogance does not augur well for one's entrance into Heaven. I'm just sayin'...)

See you at the movies.

Yorkshire Pudding said...

In Heaven will the movies only be harmless unclassified ones like "Bambi" and "Mary Poppins" or will we get to see some PG (Parental Guidance) movies too? I guess we won't be able to see killing or sex scenes...mind you Bambi's mother died in that film. Maybe God will take that off the approved list too. Perhaps we will just have to sit in the dark eating our heavenly popcorn.

rhymeswithplague said...

Y.P., you must learn to read more carefully. I never said see you at the movies in heaven. There is no darkness there, by the way, so you will have to eat your popcorn in bright light. Perhaps you would prefer to go somewhere else. Resist that urge.