and another sex offender moved into my neighborhood

Jun 27, 2005 02:12

mutaytedjoe left me with something he intends to pick up next time he visits or next time we go down (so probably next time he visits)--the locally-produced "La Vida Spokane" disk, which contains the immortal Spokane anthem. Not sure what I'm talking about? First, Some of the background. Next, the full lyrics:

"Spokane"
The Trailer Park Girls
words and music by Doug Clark

My girl, she makes me so happy
Sometimes we ride the bus downtown with our friends
We watch old men blowing their noses on the sidewalks.

My girl dresses so snappy
Black leather and handcuffs chained to her waist
Sometimes we go and scam the tourists, up in the skywalks.

Ain't life great? Livin' in Spokane.
No complaints. Livin' in Spokane.
Where the weather's fine and the sun is shining,
And the grass is green and the river's clean,
And another sex offender moved into my neighborhood...

We're not cool like Seattle
Don't got a big Needle shootin' up into space
We keep all our culture in the yogurt at Safeway...

Our cops are always smiling
They wave at the kids shootin' hoops in the park
If you're black and you drive, you're gonna get pulled over.

Ain't life great? Livin' in Spokane.
No complaints. Livin' in Spokane.
Where the weather's fine and the sun is shining,
And the grass is green and the river's clean,
And another smelly biker just opened up a new meth lab...

(Guitar solo)

Ain't life great? Livin' in Spokane.
No complaints. Livin' in Spokane.
Where the weather's fine and the sun is shining,
And the grass is green and the river's clean,
And another neo-Nazi just bombed Planned Parenthood...

My girl, she makes me so happy
Sometimes we ride the bus downtown with our friends
We watch old men blowing their noses on the sidewalks.

Spokane.
You got the South Hill snobs in,
Spokane.
You got the Hillyard dogs in,
Spokane.
We got the West Side Plains.
Spokane.
The Valley wants to break away from,
Spokane.
You can get a Dick's burger in,
Spokane.
Yeah, there's been another murder in,
Spokane.
We got lilacs bloomin' in,
Spokane.
They found human bones in a furnace in,
Spokane.
We once had an Expo in,
Spokane.
I think it's time we got over it.
Spokane.
We get a lotta snow in,
Spokane.
And things move pretty slow in,
Spokane,
'Cause we're stuck in line at Costco,
Spokane.
Just a little west of Idaho we're,
Spokane. Spokane, Washington.
Yeah.

Still holding up the birthday post for a little while longer, just to make sure our Mutaytional Human makes it back okay and retrieves his email. Therefore.

How'ver, the time has come again for me to pimp Chainmail Buddha and his lovely wares. If you poke about on the menu, you'll see he does large-size chainmail pieces, which is always a plus, for absurdly reasonable prices. Also tonight--since the party for catdancer and some of the other Junebugs was at his house--I saw the Purse he lists under Accessories, the Persian necklace under "Jewelry", and some nifty new toys he's working on--three different varieties of floggers (one braided leather, one a neoprene, softer Sjambok variety, and one--this one I admit to lusting after--one of fine chainmail strands). themoonlady, you should write him and ask what he's thinking of costing them out as, or maybe when pics will be up. You really, really should. :)

Also holding up the rest of the end-of-Birthday-week-wrap up post for a day or so, 'cos I'm overtired. I will say this--having someone on the other side of a well-lit living room laying down the center of a long, highly visible couch, giving a blowjob to another male guest...it was difficult for me to know what was the exact polite response. I mean, should I have cheered the two gentlemen on? Should I have politely averted my eyes and left the room? (As it was, I did neither--my eyes drifted over for the boykissing, as the brain said, "Ooh! Boykissing! LIVE!" Then the serious things started, and I looked to verify that was something below the waist taking place, drifted my attention back sternly to the video game unspooling on the large-screen TV to the right of me, and then I just had to play tourist and look again--"Yes," the brain confirmed, "that is in fact fellatio occuring not ten feet away."

(Well, all right, then. I just had to know. And I went back to the video game until appendages were tucked back into trousers. What else was appropriate? *gryns*)

A missive from Trapper of Broadside (catch them July 2nd at Tacoma Tall ships): the "Save the Wawona CD" is now available.

Save the Wawoma!

Save the Wawona, One Song at a Time is a collection of sea music and chanteys by some of the Northwest's finest musicians. They have generously donated these songs to this project, in the hope of raising awareness and money for needed repairs and restoration of the Schooner Wawona.

You'll hear everyone from William Pint and Felicia Dale to Toucan Pirates to Tom Lewis, all performing the best maritime music you'll find anywhere, and all on one CD! Come listen to rousing sea chanteys, drinking songs, ballads and instrumentals, all music of the sea and sailors.

Save the Wawoma!

When she was built in 1897, the sailing schooner Wawona was the largest three-masted schooner built in North America. Today she is one of two survivors of the once immense commercial sailing fleet in the Pacific Northwest. Hundreds more large commercial sailing ships were built in other West Coast shipyards; they are now all gone. Only the C.A. Thayer in San Francisco and the Wawona remain. The Wawona became a National Historic Site in 1970, the first ship in the nation to be listed on the National Register.

Lumber hauler, cod fisher and military barge in WWII, her career has been long and varied. As a fishing schooner, her lifetime catch of 7.2 million cod far surpassed the career catch of any other Pacific schooner. During World War II the Wawona was drafted as a military barge , hauling military supplies to Alaska and returning to Washington with wood for the aircraft industry.

Built at the end of the great age of sail, the Wawona stands as a living monument to the skilled craftsmen who built her, the industries that supported her, and the fortunate crewmen who sailed her.

Save the Wawoma!

Through the sale of this CD and continuing volunteer efforts, we hope to raise funds to continue her restoration. Equally important, we want to raise public awareness of this grand ship, the last part of our great maritime heritage that we can still see and touch. We would love to see Wawona as the centerpiece of a vibrant maritime park like Hyde St. Pier in San Francisco. Seattle needs Wawona, the last, best reminder of our maritime heritage. We want to see her here in Seattle so future generations can experience what it was like in the age of sail.

All production costs have been donated and ALL money from the sale of this CD goes to buy materials to continue the restoration.

Lorien Stormfeather
Save the Wawoma!

chainmail, music, pirate ships, boykissing

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