Sunday, September 23, 2012

Cruising on the River

 













Welcome once again to Tim in The PM on W-T-I-M FM.


Song writer, legend, singer and one fourth of the Beatles, Paul McCartney happened to be in Little Rock today and we caught up with him on a boat cruising down the beautiful Arkansas River.

He mentioned to me that he had recently visited with an old friend of mine and had some exciting news to tell me.

Tim:     Paul, what a joy to be with you on such a glorious day of sunshine here in Arkansas. I understand you spent some time talking to my “old flame.” Just what is it she wanted you to tell me?

PM:      She loves you
Tim:     WHAT? She told you that?
PM:      Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tim:    You are gong to have to say that one more time.
PM:     She loves you
Tim:    Are you sure that’s what she said?
PM:     Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tim:     I thought that was over years ago

PM:     You think you lost your love,
Tim:     That was such a very long time ago
PM:     Well, I saw her yesterday.
Tim:    I think she has me confused with somebody else
PM:     It's you she's thinking of
Tim:   She asked you to deliver a message?
PM:    She  told me what to say.
Tim:    And what was that?
PM:    She says she loves you
Tim:   Why do I feel this is not good news?
PM:   You know that can't be bad.
Tim:  I still can’t believe it. Are you sure it was me?
PM:   Yes, she loves you
Tim:   I’m not sure how to feel about that.
PM:    You know you should be glad.
Tim:   I’m flattered, but I don’t think I’m worthy of it.

PM:   She said you hurt her so
Tim:   I was very foolish
PM:   She almost lost her mind.
Tim:  Oh my God
PM:  But now she said she knows
Tim:   Knows what?
PM:   You're not the hurting kind.
Tim:  I think “not the marrying kind” was what I said.

PM:   She says she loves you
Tim:  I’m still not sure that is a good thing
PM:    You know that can't be bad.
Tim:  You are 100% convinced this is the case?
PM:   Yes, she loves you
Tim:   So what do I do about it now?
PM:   You know you should be glad. Ooh!
Tim:  Oops, sorry I forgot to tell you about the short in that microphone cord!
        This seems to beg the question of       "What happens next?"


PM:   You know it's up to you
 
Tim:  Do you think I should call her?
 
PM:   I think it's only fair
Tim:  It’s hard for me to admit it when I’m wrong
PM:   Pride can hurt you, too
Tim:   You really nailed that one. What do you suggest?
PM:   Apologize to her
Tim:  Remind me once again as to why I should.
PM:    Because she loves you
Tim:   That seems like a good thing.
PM:    You know you should be glad. Ooh!
Tim:   There goes that pesky cord again, I’m sorry.

Paul, it has been an honor, and I’m going to let you go now before something bad happens with that microphone cord. I don’t think I could live with the fact that I was responsible for Ringo being the last living Beatle. I cherish your advice, and I promise I will take it.

This is Tim Culey aboard the Riverboat Arkansas Queen on the scenic Arkansas river sending it back to our studio in Chenal Valley.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Hallelujah!

Leonard Cohen Sings his own composition

Some think it is a spiritual song, some think it is a love song, some thing it is semi-pornographic.
Listen to the lyrics and let me know what you think.

Sunday, September 16, 2012




Sailor’s Life
 
 
Line handling
Making fast
Treading carefully on the wet decks
Deafening winds screaming imprecations so violently
Going aloft
Treacherous climb
Holding on
 
 
 
Thirty footers
Hurricane winds
His work needs to be done
The life of a sailor man
Long hours
Low pay
Salt spray
 
 
On liberty
Spending money
Has a girl in every port
Always writes to his Momma
Drinking rum
Having fun
Sailor’s Life
 
 
 
 

© 2012 Tim D. Culey



Nostalgia

A clip of a film taken sometime back in the sixties at a dance back in my old hometown of Clark, SD. Watch for the guy in the striped socks.

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Almost Pefect

First Date

 

 

She was warm and tender, everything I could ask for

I had to be careful because she I could easily adore.

We walked hand in hand in the morning dew

Watching together as the sun came breaking through

 

Suddenly she seemed inappropriately amused

Despite my pleadings she would not tell me why

Then I realized something not able to be excused

In my haste for our date, I had not zipped my fly.

 

What she said then, caused me great alarm

Causing my face to turn several shades of red

“The door may have been left open on the barn

But the horse can’t get out if he is already dead!”

 

 

© Tim D. Culey -2012-