I Had A Face

Word of The Day Challenge: Relationship

René Magritte (1928) The Lovers #1

Does it matter what  look like when I smile, when I laugh, when I cry?

Does it matter what I smell like when I’m angry, what I feel like when I’m angry? What I sound  like when I yell out in pain?

Does it matter that I never wore the right dresses? Sniffed my wine before I sipped it? Never read the right books? Kissed the right way?

It never mattered

to you because

I never had a face

you couldn’t describe it

because when you looked at it,  your eyes were always closed


René Magritte “The Lovers II,”

Oh Lizzie, You Did It

Lizzie Borden- she was a woman- she was a killer -and she got away with two of the most hands on brutal killings in American History.

To refresh your memory, Lizzie lived in a state where  ( in 1692 anyway )  you could just accuse a woman of being a witch and have her executed…just like that.

Another thing to keep in mind is that in 1892 women ( including Lizzie ) didn’t even have the right to vote-

that didn’t happen until 1920.

Anyway- I think she did it but to this day Lizzie has her supporters and they say she’s innocent.

One of the arguments in her defense- which I think underscores the fact that Lizzie was found innocent because of her sex- was based on the time lines established for the killings.

Lizzie’s  Stepmother was supposed to have been killed an hour or so before her Father.

The theory is that it was very unlikely that  someone ( like a WOMAN ) who inflicted that kind of damage on a  person with an AX could have left a dead mutilated body upstairs and gone on with her day  and then come back later and did the same to someone else.

Have you ever seen the pictures of Andrew Borden?

Whoever did that was good and angry, they had worked themselves up into a mindless rage and that kind of rage can happen in the blink of an eye or it can build up…


over an hour or so.


Link Photos From: The Chancery House

And visit: Lizzie Borden Virtual Museum and Library

We Were This Close to Having the Best State Song EVER

:::For Song Lyric Sunday: For this week’s Song Lyric Sunday, Jim Adams’ has given us the options of selecting songs about towns, cities, counties, states, or countries. I’ve chosen to share Washington States ” Unofficial ” state song:::

Louie, Louie was written in 1955, by Doo Wop musician, Richard Berry.

Louie Louie is a song about a man at a bar telling the bartender how he was going to sail to Jamaica to find his true love.

It’s a fun song and it has quite a history.

It was investigated J Edgar Hoover’s FBI because the lyrics were supposed to be obscene. The truth is it’s sort of hard to understand the lyrics so people were bound to hear things that they wanted to hear or liked to hear.

Personally, I thought that the right was to sing it was to slur the words like you had been drinking and to add a bit of zip you  attempt at a Jamaican accent.

Then in 1984 a local comedy Tv  show led the effort  to make ” Louie Louie” our Official State Song. I’m sorry to say that effort was not successful.

But I did my part to promote it till the end  because  back when I was in elementary school our music class was supposed to sing our state song ” Washington My Home” at the school assembly.

We spent weeks, upon  weeks learning it.

I really came to hate that song during that time and when I came down with the flu and had missed the assembly and I was in the bathroom with my head above the toilet  throwing UP  everything in me except for possible a kidney and a couple of fillings from my back teeth up I remember thinking, ” At least I don’t have to sing that stupid song. ”

So here it is, Washington States Unofficial State song:

The Kingsmen – Louie Louie Lyrics

Louie Louie, oh no
Sayin’ we gotta go, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Said Louie Louie, oh baby
Said we gotta go

A fine little girl, she waits for me
Catch a ship across the sea
Sail that ship about, all alone
Never know if I make it home

Louie Louie, oh no no no
Sayin’ we gotta go, oh no
Said Louie Louie, oh baby
Said we gotta go

Three nights and days I sail the sea
Think of girl, all constantly
On that ship I dream she’s there
I smell the rose in her hair

Louie Louie, oh no
Sayin’ we gotta go, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Said Louie Louie, oh baby
Said we gotta go
Okay, let’s give it to ’em, right now!

See, see Jamaica, the moon above
It won’t be long, me see me love
Take her in my arms again
I’ll tell her I’ll never leave again

Louie Louie, oh no
Sayin’ we gotta go, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Said Louie Louie, oh baby
Said we gotta go

I said we gotta go now
Let’s take this on outta here
Let’s go!



A great article: When ‘Louie, Louie’ almost became Washington’s state song.

Shaking The Family Tree

Linda G Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday Prompt :COLLECT

Marc Chagall – La danza, 1950

My Grandma Ginger used to say that when you got old, you could sit and think about your memories. So it was important, she told me to make sure to be around people that you loved and that you did things that made you happy so that your memories would be good ones to go over.

For her own special reasons, the year I turned 7, Grandma started to talk a lot about what would happen when I got old and the best ways to handle the situation.

It made my Grandpa Bert a little crazy.

” Or ” my Grandpa Bert would add, ” you could forget the sitting around when you get old thing and just keep doing things that you like until you die-  or your kids lock you up in an Old Folks Home. ”

” They better not, ” I said ” Or I’ll chop them up and feed them to my Piranhas . ”

Grandma Ginger was not amused. ” Bert! ” she said on medium roar. ” What are you telling her?”

” Are you still set on the Piranhas  for Christmas? ” he asked.

” Don’t encourage her like that Bert! What is the matter with you? ”

” Yeah. They’re all I asked for. What’s Santa going to do? Skip me? He can’t. I’ve been good this year. ”

” If your plan is to raise a pool full of Piranhas  to eat your Children, I don’t know Anita. That’s not making you look great. ”

” That’s why I’m going to ask for them before they’re born. ”

“You’re the smartest person in the family. ” Grandpa patted me on the head.

” Bert! For the love of God . Do not encourage her like that. ”

” Encourage me like what. ”

” Yeah. ” Grandpa Bert said.  Like what. ”

Suddenly I saw my school of Pirahanas swimming away from me and I was sure Grandma Ginger was going to have something to do with it.

I stomped my foot and got ready to take Grandma Ginger down.

Grandpa Bert said, ” Go get ’em Tiger.

I probably did.

Now I’m a Grandma myself and from time to time I go back over the memories I’ve collected and I do reflect on them just like Grandma Ginger said I would.

I’m just not so sure this one, which is one of my favorite memories of her and Grandpa Bert was exactly what she had in mind.