Posted by eerohero on Saturday, December 24, 2011
through the House at night
the name of a Demon
In the silence we found The Power
which beated all Evil
there was only Love left
which we embraced so gladly
Saturday, December 24, 2011 @4:49:14 PM
it will be christmas in the morning my wife and i are just staying home and resting , for lunch rock hen sweet pottoe cran berry and rolls ,stuffing gravy pie pumkin with custard that more then enoufh i,m wishing you marry christmas and happy new year
Saturday, December 24, 2011 @9:46:26 PM
Whats out for all goodies, which you wife provides, I bet Shes good on it. Now its the time for fiddlings, let it ring....
Monday, December 26, 2011 @5:15:23 AM
No poetry here, but I got a new fiddle case!
Monday, December 26, 2011 @6:16:27 AM
Hey Pontus, I would like to have one also, one for our cold climate, en sju dunder fodral ! Maybe I find one on the Trader sites, a second hand beauty ! Thats what I use to call myself, a second hand beauty.LOL
Ozarkian DL Says:
Monday, December 26, 2011 @9:58:47 AM
Poetry ?.....I'm a couple days late on this'n, and ya may need some understandin of railroad termanology, but I submit this parody, LOL :
A Railroader's Night before Christmas
Twas tha night before Christmas back in '03 and no one was working 'cept losers like me.
Departing tha depot my engineer and I, fighting fatigue on another red-eye.
My engineer and I both dreading tha spell of yet one more holiday at tha flea-bag hotel.
Not ten miles out as we went through tha night, a feeling upon us that something's not right.
... We should have a clear... this signal was flashin'... an approach came next as is usually tha fashion.
Then what to our sleep deprived eyes should appear, a dark signal and banner with officers near.
We started to slow when he said with a sigh, "I really am tempted to just whistle on by."
But rather than take thirty days of vacation, we settled ourselves for this sad situation.
Three "wisemen" climbed on as we looked to see a Trainmaster a Supe Ops and an RFE.
They said "tis tha season for family and restin, we thought it was a really nice night for some testin.
We wish a safe holiday for both of you, but we found an exception, so here's a level two.
We looked at your work sheet and it's as we like, but you misspelled a word here so here's one more strike.
You set nineteen pounds here instead of twenty, so here is one more... don't worry, there's plenty.
We know it's tha eve of tha birth of your Savior, but feel that we simply must change your behavior.
Christ died on tha cross as a way to atone us, but we are concerned for tha size of our bonus.
We'd like to say thanks guys for taking this run, oh, here's one more strike just in case we missed one."
They made us sign papers and said nothing more, as one passed some gas, as they went out tha door.
We sat there a moment, my engineer still sighin, I started to laugh, it was that or start cryin.
I said to myself, "this time of tha season, we forgive all men for whatever tha reason.
It's just their job what these officers do, for deep down inside they are like me and you.
This feeling of love is what Christmas is about." I opened my window and stuck my head out.
I heard one exclaim as they left in tha night, "Here's one more level for a burned out ditch light!"
Shared By Cond. D.L. Hampton
Monday, December 26, 2011 @10:10:07 AM
Heyyy, what a story, I sure liked it. I bet you have lots of them in your pockets.
My past father worked at the Railroad in 30 years time, I do know some of the Terminology
Thanxs for sharing this one, appreciate it.
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