I ran away to TO when I was 14 and ended up on Yonge St (who didn't?) They used to close it off to traffic back then and it was a huge party ... EVERY conceivable version of man/woman was there ... eyepopping experience ... Yonge St. used to be listed as the longest street in the world at over 1000 miles long ...
"there's a hole in my bucket, dear liza, dear liza there's a hole in my bucket, dear liza a hole" i'm not even kidding. we learned this in grade school. http://www.songsforteaching.com/folk/theresaholeinthebucket.htm
I just read yesterday's post.
ReplyDeleteThanks I needed that!!
damn if mirrors were created by sand.....nice ditti annh! i miss netting crabs on the rocks.........r.
ReplyDeleteKewl. As always, great post.
ReplyDeletecrib trapper ... where is home anyway?
ReplyDeleteI ran away to TO when I was 14 and ended up on Yonge St (who didn't?)
They used to close it off to traffic back then and it was a huge party ...
EVERY conceivable version of man/woman was there ... eyepopping experience ... Yonge St. used to be listed as the longest street in the world at over 1000 miles long ...
"there's a hole in my bucket, dear liza, dear liza
there's a hole in my bucket, dear liza
a hole"
i'm not even kidding. we learned this in grade school.
http://www.songsforteaching.com/folk/theresaholeinthebucket.htm
I miss crabs....when you're from Baltimore, you know? But I know my goal, and I don't have time to get up cause I'm on my way down...
ReplyDeleteAnd, MZ. Anne I know you understand how good that is for me!
A hole in your bucket, dear Liza?
ReplyDeleteThen FIX it, dear Henry
Fix. It!
RAH, RAH. eh! Hey what you saying about us Canadians eh!
ReplyDeleteI'm going to have to start calling you Hip Hop Tripper. Love the old man with the guitar.
ReplyDeleteCinner - Je Suis Canadien! *via google*
ReplyDeleteAmy H - HIP 2x times 2 *but not any more*
Now I'm just Tragically Hip, eh?
NO TIME TO GET DOWN....CAUSE IM MOVING UP!!!
ReplyDeleteLOVE IT!!! Thank you needed to hear that today!!
Irene
I love this song!
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