Showing posts with label Michael. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Michael. Show all posts

12 March 2008

March 17th at Ted's Firehouse Pub


The Orangeman's Lament


I'd like to be part of St. Paddy's Day action

But my own Irish blood makes a very small fraction.
And that bit of blood may be viewed as a blotch,
For my great-great grandpa was an Orangeman (Scotch).
And did I say Scotch? Well, I never drink,
Which wipes out all claims to be Irish, I think.
Still, I'll wear my green jeans with my green sweater over,
Play my cassettes of the Chieftains and Rovers,
Eat some corned beef on a slice of green bread,
Stop saying "Wow," say "Begorra" instead.
There are folks who may say that me shamrock's a sham
But for one day a year, it 'tis Irish I am.

ERIN GO BRAUGH
Erin go braugh!
Never go braless
Unless you're an Erin whose figure is flawless!


(Material composed by Gail Slaughter)
(Illustration work by Michael Serafin)
(Special thanks to Mary Stebbins Taitt)

24 February 2008

a little personal complaint


When I'm hard at work like this, I get screwy. I find it hard to concentrate. I lose all sense of time and space. People around me all seem to lose their perspective. Why can't they see I'm a hardworking son-of-a-gun? I need elbow room! Well, they aren't going to get to ME! I'm going to forge ahead, damn the torpedoes! Somebody has to take the bull by the horns, or NOTHING will get done!

Oh, it will take sacrifice, I know that. But as God is my Witness, I shall PREVAIL!

27 January 2008

New View in Blue



Photograpghy by: Gail Slaughter

Enhancement by: Michael Serafin

Title: "Arcata Marsh #2"

Date: 01/27/08

Piran Alley Detail 2

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NOTE::::: DETAIL of an ORIGINAL Work by Mary Stebbins Taitt

Piran Alley Detail 1

NOTE:::::DETAIL of an ORIGINAL work by Mary Stebbins Taitt

Warmth and Comfort

Photo: MST-------------Enhanced: MAS




Winter in Michigan is a time for warm fires and warm hearts. And frozen door locks, dead batteries, ice on the windshield, and two feet of snow. The two feet of snow comes when the snowplow passes your (just shoveled) driveway and dumps a new batch right where you left off. It's a frozen form of perpetual motion, and they should give out a patent for it.

Here Come da Sun King



Here's a cool one hot off the presses called Sunset Pic #2

Photo:..................... Gail Slaughter

Enhancement:...............MS