Nobody Flashes Gloria And Other Happy News
Nobody’s Flashes
This is the song that the blues took to the Stanley Cup.
Somewhere in my basement, I have a video of me singing this song in a nightclub, back when VHS was all the rage.
And I was going to post THAT, but to have it transferred to a format where I could get it on computer would take a month.
Anyway, someday, I just might post that.
In the mean time, St. Louis tomorrow will have a great time, singing this song and celebrating GOOD news for a change.
And since Sunday is Father’s Day, I just couldn’t help NOT posting this adorable conversation between a dad and his son. Dad and his son completely understand each other.
Proving you do not need to know how to talk to get your point across.
About
I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)
Hopefully other nobody’s will put their opinions on my site. But, if you happen to be a somebody, you’re more than welcomed to help out.
It’s my Nobody Opinion that Nobody’s Perfect, and Nobody Cares, that Nobody Knows why Nobody Wins, and when that happens, Nobody Wonders, why Nobody Flashes, why Nobody’s Fooled, but then Nobody remembers that Nobody ALWAYS Reports the truth.
You can email me at joyanna_adams@yahoo.com
Joyanna Adams
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