Monkey boy

OK, so it’s 1980 something, lets say six, and I’m in Singapore, rocking the pimp ‘stash and hanging with some monkeys.

Monkey boy
Monkey boy

click on the pic to enbiggen it, and check out “Mr. Casual” on my right. ;o)

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I was lucky that Bob Connell went first with the ‘monkey picture taking of’ because the wee-guy on my left leg left a poop stain on Bob’s pant leg just moments earlier.  I on the other hand came out of it unscathed.

Every story tells a picture. (don’t it?)


Tom Waits – 1974

Well you gassed her up
Behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrelin’ down the boulevard
You’re looking for the heart of Saturday night

And you got paid on Friday
And your pockets are jinglin’
And you see the lights
You get all tinglin’ cause you’re cruisin’ with a 6
And you’re looking for the heart of Saturday night

Then you comb your hair
Shave your face
Tryin’ to wipe out ev’ry trace
All the other days
In the week you know that this’ll be the Saturday
You’re reachin’ your peak

Stoppin’ on the red
You’re goin’ on the green
‘Cause tonight’ll be like nothin’
You’ve ever seen
And you’re barrelin’ down the boulevard
Lookin’ for the heart of Saturday night

Tell me is it the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?
Telephone’s ringin’; it’s your second cousin
Is it the barmaid that’s smilin’ from the corner of her eye?
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.

Makes it kind of quiver down in the core
‘Cause you’re dreamin’ of them Saturdays that came before
And now you’re stumblin’
You’re stumblin’ onto the heart of Saturday night

Well you gassed her up
And you’re behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrellin’ down the boulevard,
You’re lookin’ for the heart of Saturday night

Is it the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?
Telephone’s ringin’; it’s your second cousin
And the barmaid is smilin’ from the corner of her eye
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.

Makes it kind of special down in the core
And you’re dreamin’ of them Saturdays that came before
It’s found you stumblin’
Stumblin’ onto the heart of Saturday night
And you’re stumblin’
Stumblin onto the heart of Saturday night

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Heart_of_Saturday_Night

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It’s said that a picture is worth a thousand words.  I say that with Tom Waits the words are worth a thousand pictures.