December 9, 2023 - Shawn Colvin and Squirrel Boy At The Crime Scene - Austin, Texas Something resembling a body has been found. A report has been made and a forensics team dispatched to the scene. The Chief Detective arrives before the pathologist and examines the “body” in astonishment…he turns to one of the officers who first responded and asks: “did you find any weapons anywhere near the scene?” The officer responds: “no sir” The Detective mutters half to himself “I’ve never seen anything like this…it’s just a bag of skin…” The pathologist arrives and receives permission to examine the “body”…he is even more amazed than the Inspector, he says: “I’ve never seen anything like this…there appear to be no organs whatsoever and not a single bone, no brain, no eyeballs…it appears as if every single organ and bone was pulled out through the anus…” The detective says: “how is that possible?…” The pathologist replies: “this was a case of true love gone horribly wrong…’ The inspector considers this for a moment and says: “I love my wife but I’m getting a fucking divorce just in case it is true love…holy shit!” The Pathologist says: “that may be a good idea…as for me…I’m keeping my feelings to my fucking self for the rest of my life…Inspector, is there a body bag around?” Inspector: “yeah but it looks like this could fit in a baggie…” Pathologist: “it could but we need to follow protocol…” Inspector: “right…I’ll go get it…by the way Doc…was it male or female?” Pathologist: “it’s really hard to tell but I wonder if that really matters…” Inspector: “well, don’t we need to try to identify it…notify kin..?” Pathologist: “I’m afraid that’s not gonna be possible…” Inspector: “another fucking day in the big city huh Doc?…” Pathologist: “yeah…love is a scary fucking thing…wait a minute Inspector…what’s this? he asks as he lifts the bag of skin. The inspector takes the item and says…”it’s a ticket to a Shawn Colvin show…looks like “body” might have gone to the show…” Pathologist: “it’s beginning to make sense now…” Inspector…”yeah, we’ve seen a few go down hard…but nothing like this…” Pathologist: “I thought she left town in the 90’s…” Inspector: “yeah, she did…you wouldn’t believe the fucking carnage…” Pathologist: “weren’t there any charges…?” Inspector: “what the fuck are ya gonna do…these fucking guys beg for it…literally beg for it…” Pathologist: “Jesus Christ…what the fuck is it about her…?” Inspector: “I’ve heard some theories but nobody really fucking knows…I mean she might as well have a fucking ray gun…” Pathologist: “doesn’t seem right…” Inspector: “I’m tellin’ ya…whatever the fuck it is…these guys fucking beg for it…” Pathologist: “weirdos?” Inspector: “no they’re almost always poets…” Pathologist: “that’s what I said…fucking weirdos…” Inspector: “yeah…I guess it depends on how you look at it…” One of the attending officers comes over and says: “Inspector, it’s the voice, it’s the fucking voice….I went to a show once and I swear to God it almost got me…plus she’s a fucking babe…you can’t take your fucking eyes off her…it’s like a fucking trance…” Inspector: “Jesus, how’d you get out…” Officer, I was lucky…I had my radio on and got a call and it snapped me out of it but I had to see a shrink for 2 fucking years…I swear to God!…it’s deep shit…whatever the fuck it is…” Pathologist: “why don’t they warn people?” Inspector: “there’s nothing you can do…they’re like fucking zombies…some of ’em heard her in the 80’s amd jumped off bridges and shit…” Inspector: “yeah, it’s true…I saw some of that…I heard about one fucking guy from Boston had it so fucking bad he’s living in a tree in some park and can’t even talk anymore…” Officer: “yeah, it’s some wild assed shit…some guys are more susceptible than others is what I hear like for some reason dipshits don’t get affected…it’s only the ones that start thinkin’ about her and once they go to the second show…that’s it…bada bing bada boom…loony bin for fucking life…or livin’ like a fucking squirrel…” Officer: “yeah, that fuckin’ Boston guy was a fuckin’ psychotherapist and studied philosophy or some shit…now they can’t even get his ass out of the tree and I swear to God…he thinks he’s a fucking squirrel…I went up there one time just to see it for myself….it’s unfucking real…” Inspector: “why don’t they put him in an institution?” Officer: “he’s like a fucking tourist attraction, plus people feel sorry for him…they feed him nuts and shit and he hops around just like a fucking squirrel…” Pathologist: “that’s fucking crazy…they outta put the guy away…try some anti-psychotics….shock treatments…something…” Officer: “you would fucking think so but you know fucking Boston…they’re all a bunch of liberal fucking bleeding hearts…I swear to God…they treat the fucking homeless like they’re fucking human beings up there…they figure squirrel boy, as long as he don’t bite nobody…what’s the harm…they got other people sleeping in the bushes and people fallin’ all over themselves to bring ’em sandwiches and shit…if I get laid off…that’s where I’m fucking goin’…it’s fucking weirdo heaven…and I’m overdo for a fucking breakdown anyway…”Inspector: “that’s it…I’m tellin’ your fucking watch commander…back to therapy buddy…next thing you know…you’ll be livin’ in a fucking tree…” The inspector puts the “body” in the body bag and sees an I.D., picks it up…Arthur Shepherd…ring any bells?” Officer looks at it and says: “holy shit…you’re not gonna believe this…it’s fucking squirrel boy…” Inspector: “look..let’s shred this shit…I don’t want those fucking Boston assholes comin’ down here saying we fucked up their little park mascot…” Pathologist: “my lips are sealed…” For 'Our' beautiful wise sacred holy and good friend and soul companion of mystic vision love Bob Schneider For 'Our' beautiful wise sacred holy and good Goddess of NYC mystic vision love friendship grace Lucy Kaplansky For 'Our' beloved beautiful wise sacred holy and good God of Ireland of mystic vision courage under fire Neil Young December 8, 2023 @ 443am Sentenced To Eternity I knew a little girl in Texas she was bad as bad can be badder than the baddesst part of me all I can see is my badass Shawna Lee she's badder than the baddesst part of me I'm doin' time now and that's ok she'll get me by somehow I'm doin' eternity for my badass Shawna Lee workin' the rock pile toein' the line I can see her smile and I feel fine she'll send me a file I'll cut through the bars open up the sky steal forever's stars I'll do infinity I'll populate Mars I'll sing for Shawna Lee just a jail bird and a songbird singin' in the yard in two part harmony Michelle and Shawna Lee singin' eternally won't get no probation won't get no parole I'm locked up forever soul to soul free as free can be doin' eternity for my darlin' Shawna Lee end Good morning my eternal darling, how are you? As Geoff Bartley puts it so well: "everything is gettin' weird". That's for sure but I want more. I'm still sleepy. Had first cig already but they're not my favorites and I bought a carton. Yesterday was not my quittin' day. Still sleepy. Gonna smoke another one then cuddle up for the day with a halo round my head kissin' my darlin' who raised me from the dead. I love You my blessed holy sacred wise and good sister lover friend. Why would anyone wanna be free when they could listen to Shawna Lee for eternity? Beats me. All I see is infinity me and Shawna Lee kissin' kissin' kissin' won't miss a second cause I'm doin' the stars with my darlin' Shawna Lee. Kisses. Michelle
Fantastic !! So good to see Shannon live. Thank you so much for posting.
Killin it..!!
❤💜❤️
"Hello" is terrific and gorgeous!!
Is it just me or it's heavily influenced by "Down by the River" by Neil Young?
Anyway I like "Hello" 😉
December 9, 2023 - Shawn Colvin and Squirrel Boy
At The Crime Scene - Austin, Texas
Something resembling a body has been found. A report has been made and a forensics team dispatched to the scene. The Chief Detective arrives before the pathologist and examines the “body” in astonishment…he turns to one of the officers who first responded and asks: “did you find any weapons anywhere near the scene?” The officer responds: “no sir” The Detective mutters half to himself “I’ve never seen anything like this…it’s just a bag of skin…” The pathologist arrives and receives permission to examine the “body”…he is even more amazed than the Inspector, he says: “I’ve never seen anything like this…there appear to be no organs whatsoever and not a single bone, no brain, no eyeballs…it appears as if every single organ and bone was pulled out through the anus…” The detective says: “how is that possible?…” The pathologist replies: “this was a case of true love gone horribly wrong…’ The inspector considers this for a moment and says: “I love my wife but I’m getting a fucking divorce just in case it is true love…holy shit!” The Pathologist says: “that may be a good idea…as for me…I’m keeping my feelings to my fucking self for the rest of my life…Inspector, is there a body bag around?” Inspector: “yeah but it looks like this could fit in a baggie…” Pathologist: “it could but we need to follow protocol…” Inspector: “right…I’ll go get it…by the way Doc…was it male or female?” Pathologist: “it’s really hard to tell but I wonder if that really matters…” Inspector: “well, don’t we need to try to identify it…notify kin..?” Pathologist: “I’m afraid that’s not gonna be possible…” Inspector: “another fucking day in the big city huh Doc?…” Pathologist: “yeah…love is a scary fucking thing…wait a minute Inspector…what’s this? he asks as he lifts the bag of skin. The inspector takes the item and says…”it’s a ticket to a Shawn Colvin show…looks like “body” might have gone to the show…” Pathologist: “it’s beginning to make sense now…” Inspector…”yeah, we’ve seen a few go down hard…but nothing like this…” Pathologist: “I thought she left town in the 90’s…” Inspector: “yeah, she did…you wouldn’t believe the fucking carnage…” Pathologist: “weren’t there any charges…?” Inspector: “what the fuck are ya gonna do…these fucking guys beg for it…literally beg for it…” Pathologist: “Jesus Christ…what the fuck is it about her…?” Inspector: “I’ve heard some theories but nobody really fucking knows…I mean she might as well have a fucking ray gun…” Pathologist: “doesn’t seem right…” Inspector: “I’m tellin’ ya…whatever the fuck it is…these guys fucking beg for it…” Pathologist: “weirdos?” Inspector: “no they’re almost always poets…” Pathologist: “that’s what I said…fucking weirdos…” Inspector: “yeah…I guess it depends on how you look at it…” One of the attending officers comes over and says: “Inspector, it’s the voice, it’s the fucking voice….I went to a show once and I swear to God it almost got me…plus she’s a fucking babe…you can’t take your fucking eyes off her…it’s like a fucking trance…” Inspector: “Jesus, how’d you get out…” Officer, I was lucky…I had my radio on and got a call and it snapped me out of it but I had to see a shrink for 2 fucking years…I swear to God!…it’s deep shit…whatever the fuck it is…” Pathologist: “why don’t they warn people?” Inspector: “there’s nothing you can do…they’re like fucking zombies…some of ’em heard her in the 80’s amd jumped off bridges and shit…” Inspector: “yeah, it’s true…I saw some of that…I heard about one fucking guy from Boston had it so fucking bad he’s living in a tree in some park and can’t even talk anymore…” Officer: “yeah, it’s some wild assed shit…some guys are more susceptible than others is what I hear like for some reason dipshits don’t get affected…it’s only the ones that start thinkin’ about her and once they go to the second show…that’s it…bada bing bada boom…loony bin for fucking life…or livin’ like a fucking squirrel…” Officer: “yeah, that fuckin’ Boston guy was a fuckin’ psychotherapist and studied philosophy or some shit…now they can’t even get his ass out of the tree and I swear to God…he thinks he’s a fucking squirrel…I went up there one time just to see it for myself….it’s unfucking real…” Inspector: “why don’t they put him in an institution?” Officer: “he’s like a fucking tourist attraction, plus people feel sorry for him…they feed him nuts and shit and he hops around just like a fucking squirrel…” Pathologist: “that’s fucking crazy…they outta put the guy away…try some anti-psychotics….shock treatments…something…” Officer: “you would fucking think so but you know fucking Boston…they’re all a bunch of liberal fucking bleeding hearts…I swear to God…they treat the fucking homeless like they’re fucking human beings up there…they figure squirrel boy, as long as he don’t bite nobody…what’s the harm…they got other people sleeping in the bushes and people fallin’ all over themselves to bring ’em sandwiches and shit…if I get laid off…that’s where I’m fucking goin’…it’s fucking weirdo heaven…and I’m overdo for a fucking breakdown anyway…”Inspector: “that’s it…I’m tellin’ your fucking watch commander…back to therapy buddy…next thing you know…you’ll be livin’ in a fucking tree…” The inspector puts the “body” in the body bag and sees an I.D., picks it up…Arthur Shepherd…ring any bells?” Officer looks at it and says: “holy shit…you’re not gonna believe this…it’s fucking squirrel boy…” Inspector: “look..let’s shred this shit…I don’t want those fucking Boston assholes comin’ down here saying we fucked up their little park mascot…” Pathologist: “my lips are sealed…”
For 'Our' beautiful wise sacred holy and good friend and soul companion of mystic vision love Bob Schneider
For 'Our' beautiful wise sacred holy and good Goddess of NYC mystic vision love friendship grace Lucy Kaplansky
For 'Our' beloved beautiful wise sacred holy and good God of Ireland of mystic vision courage under fire Neil Young
December 8, 2023 @ 443am
Sentenced To Eternity
I knew a little girl in Texas
she was bad
as bad can be
badder than
the baddesst part of me
all I can see
is my badass
Shawna Lee
she's badder than
the baddesst part of me
I'm doin' time now
and that's ok
she'll get me by somehow
I'm doin' eternity
for my badass Shawna Lee
workin' the rock pile
toein' the line
I can see her smile
and I feel fine
she'll send me a file
I'll cut through the bars
open up the sky
steal forever's stars
I'll do infinity
I'll populate Mars
I'll sing for Shawna Lee
just a jail bird
and a songbird
singin' in the yard
in two part harmony
Michelle and Shawna Lee
singin' eternally
won't get no probation
won't get no parole
I'm locked up forever
soul to soul
free as free can be
doin' eternity
for my darlin' Shawna Lee
end
Good morning my eternal darling, how are you? As Geoff Bartley puts it so well: "everything is gettin' weird". That's for sure but I want more. I'm still sleepy. Had first cig already but they're not my favorites and I bought a carton. Yesterday was not my quittin' day. Still sleepy. Gonna smoke another one then cuddle up for the day with a halo round my head kissin' my darlin' who raised me from the dead. I love You my blessed holy sacred wise and good sister lover friend. Why would anyone wanna be free when they could listen to Shawna Lee for eternity? Beats me. All I see is infinity me and Shawna Lee kissin' kissin' kissin' won't miss a second cause I'm doin' the stars with my darlin' Shawna Lee. Kisses. Michelle