Hallelujah

First of all apologies to all of the wonderful writers out there, that I have not commented on recently. Hell, am not even capable to comment on the YoYo-Dydne Posts. Back up to 500 in the Inbox unopened.

If you’ve been following for a while I’ve been known to drop off the face of the earth for a week or so at a time. Still alive and kicking though.

The disease keeps me from leaving the house, interacting , answering the phone, working like a damned normal person and keeping the fear away.

So, despite the SSD diagnosis, and Mensa membership (genius and insanity remember?) my musical compass has always been right on.

Love Leonard Cohen. Also know that there are better covers of Leonard’s songs than his original Hallelujah .

Here is Damien Rice. One of myΒ  favorite musicians, and his rendition of this beautiful song.

And I apologize onceΒ  again if I have not gotten to your post.

Be Well.

~Miss R

 

26 thoughts on “Hallelujah

  1. I have seen Leonard Cohen twice in concert and though the man can’t hold a tune, he somehow manages to squeeze somehting new out of it every time. Evidently he has written like 50 diferent verses to it. Genius . However, I still shake my head thinking he slept with Joplin then wrote a song about it…..Chelsea Hotel

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      • Edward, don’t be sorry! Sheesh lol
        I look at it as an opportunity to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony. No wait. That’s not it.
        An opportunity to teach a lot of much needed information when dealing with the government’s red tape, nightmares, robots, and bureaucracy (if anyone on SSD needs info, they can click search on the blog). Try to be an example that even the folks Mitt Romney and his ilk would like to crush as ‘parasites’ living on the government’s money (Oh wait! I paid hundreds of thousands of dollars in taxes, FICA, SS through my working career. Think that means it may be MY MONEY) are still viable citizens of the United States.

        When people ask me ‘what I do’ they receive the following answers (depending on my mood and their cretinism)
        1. I am retired
        2. Your father is my sugar daddy
        3. All of my money is tied up in government securities (heh. no one gets this one).
        4. I’m a writer (explains why I never leave the damned house yet still have running water and electric- this week)
        5. I’m a musician (also true but the pay is crap and always has been…even when I was making a ‘living’ at it). This seems to satisfy everyone from genius to moron.
        6. I am on permanent disability. Funny how the only people who know the truth are my family, very close friends, and fine folks like you who read this dribble.
        7. I sell white women and talk to dolphins (my personal and long-time favorite)

        Hey, careful who you vote for in the coming election…. or I’ll be panhandling in front of YOUR house buahahahahaha -evil grin-

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  2. Hey will you stop apologising already,
    blimey I think I need to send a few of
    my extra naughty Skeletons round to
    give you one, well I know what you’re
    thinking as you have a naughty mind
    but I was only identifying the needs
    of the many over the needs of the few,
    or was that a cheesy line that Spock
    gave us during one of his many dying
    moments? 😦 Bloody Vulcans are a
    bunch of wimps, especially during a
    neck pinch, or is that a cheek? πŸ™‚ Noo
    I meant is it a cheeky comment? πŸ™‚
    Right as you are being rude and so
    wickedly naughty I am going to return
    to my Space, besides I have some
    Bones to pick out for you, I just hope
    that it isn’t that hopeless Doctor, him
    that fancies a bit with Uhura during a
    mission against the Cardassians 😦
    Actually Seven of Nine has more to
    offer but as she has the hots for a
    Borg called Hugh I guess the Doc
    will just have to naff off, no matter
    how big his bone is πŸ™‚ lol

    Have a fun Tuesday Miss. R πŸ™‚ πŸ˜‰

    Androgoth XXx

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    • Andro…
      Captains Log…. we are circling the St. Mary’s Medical Offices and Doctor’s Office buildings… Dammit Jim! I’m a musician not a doctor!
      OH you’re the one who’s cheeky my friendly fiend πŸ˜‰ Good taste too. Seven of Nine…. I’d go gay.
      Just doing the hermit routine, working on my friend’s ranch -as much as I can- on the weekends. Doc appoints during the week.
      Not answering the phone, so many emails my coper is broken -as well as my picker: have you SEEN the list of ex-husbands? -grin-
      You see, she turned me into a newt… I’m getting bettah!
      Miss you, you encourage my wicked ways πŸ˜‰

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      • Well I will be calling back to encourage you
        further, not that you need much encouragement
        but hey I like to try keeping you on your toes πŸ™‚
        Get those doctor appointments out of the way,
        have a wicked relax by the pool of naughtiness,
        slap a few slaves backsides and just chill out,
        sod the printer, the e mails and all that replying
        to everyone, just do what you can, when you
        can and that is good enough for me πŸ™‚ πŸ˜‰

        Hey get your feet up and snap your fingers,
        there is a waiter to be trained πŸ™‚ Be good you πŸ˜‰

        Androgoth XXx

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