Come hang out and rock and read with me here...

Come hang out and rock and read with me here...

Wednesday, August 7, 2019

Fired up, stripped down!

So, we have 2 new stripped down duo songs out this week. Both originals. Gotta keep those wheels spinning. Really fired up about them. Simple was good for us this week. Hope you are having a fine week. Here are the 2 YouTube links. Stop by and join us. Appreciate you guys. I just realized they both have fire in the titles. Signed, The Vox With The Jokes Has Fire In Her Spokes

Tried By Fire   and   Foxfire

Rolling In The Aisles!

Usually at the grocery store, I ask the bagger to bag it full because I'm pretty strong. But, today I told him to bag it medium because some days I'm like wonder woman. And, then some days I'm like, "I wonder bout this here woman!" Love the Publix crew and customers. They let me do my stand up comedy. Anywhere in the store. Except the tomato🍅 aisle. I promise I won't start singing. They must wonder about me. Aisle be seeing you. Gotta keep ya wondering🤔. Signed, She Keeps Them Rolling In the Aisles Steada Rollin Their Eyes

Cricks!



Woke up with crickets in my ear and a crick in my neck. Keep trying to lift weights and jerking my neck to pop it, and I will eventually. Now, from my neck of the woods, we called a creek, a crick. And we'd dam it up in winter to sled down the mountain and cross it. But this here crick in my neck is already dammed. PIMP LOL. Sorry. Don't get a crick in your neck! I just sorta sled right into that one. Don't crickicize me. Totally meant to sleigh you. The good news is... God knows my heart. The bad news is... God knows my heart. Hope you're having a fun day. Nobody, no thing, jerking you around. We all got mountains to climb, with cricks at the bottom to cross. We see them coming. But, it's the sneaky lil cricks in the neck that make us cross and jerk us around. Photo of my replica childhood sled. Oh. And, 2 brand new vids of 2 new duo originals up the last 2 days. Stop by my profile. They may not be critically acclaimed, but they're critically claimed. By us.🤣 Signed, Crickets In Her Ear & Cricks Right Near

Monday, March 25, 2019

Trace's Place For Homemade B'logna: THE BUS STOPS! HEAR?

Trace's Place For Homemade B'logna: THE BUS STOPS! HEAR?: "THE BUS STOPS! HEAR?" So, these past months, with all this crud and coughing and stuffy, and my teeth work, I've had such ch...

THE BUS STOPS! HEAR?

"THE BUS STOPS! HEAR?" So, these past months, with all this crud and coughing and stuffy, and my teeth work, I've had such chipmunk cheeks. But, then with the down time, I've had time to go thru some old photos when I was a kid. Guess what? Turns out I've always been cheeky. Bussed-sted! PIMP LOL. Hope you have an amusing Sunday. Us? Gonna try to do some music and see if we're still choking. Hope not. I'm so ready to get off the sick bus. And, get back into the uh...music-ment park. The amusing thing I realized? When I was a kid, I was such an adult. And, now that I'm an adult, I'm such a kid. Cheeky, indeed. Signed, The Lips May Speak But The Tongue's In Cheek

Monday, November 26, 2018

Pencil Me In!



Some Sunday humor & rumor from the penciled pages of my righting wrongs and writing songs life. Criticism is a funny thing. Being hip to the crit helps us not become a hip o'crit. You know? Taking it with a grain of salt. Or a speck of dust. When it comes to judging others, we tend to see the speck of dust in their eye and not the log in our own. My paraphrase? You can't see the truth for the tree, let alone the forest, in your eye, yet you see the speck of saw dust in another. Maybe we need to saw down our own forest of blindess before seeing their faults. Takes a lot of gumption to do either. Movie for this? Forest Gumption. PIMP LOL. Have a fun Sunday night and week ahead. Time to turn the page on another weekend and another chapter. Life? Pencil me in! SIgned, She Came, She Saw, She Vent

Friday, October 26, 2018

Imagine That!

I think imagination is such a cool, amazing gift from God. If we can't imagine blue velvet pumpkins or elfs and magic, or lyrics to songs, or put images to books as we read them, how could we possibly imagine Him. Imagination is born in the soul. Grows up in the mind. Real life would be hard to imagine without it. Real life. You can't make it up. Learning to make believe helps to believe. Signed, Her Imagination Is Not All In Her Head