About my friend Stacy Barton

If you know Stacy you will appreciate this observation...

http://potomacreview.wordpress.com/2010/11/15/prs-visiting-writer-series-continues/#comment-49

Chesterfield family took pride in raising lion cubs at home

My senior year of high school I was the chauffer for Mrs. Bokkon and the current lion cub "T.C.". Friday mornings I would make the trip up the Bokkon driveway to the back door. Mrs. Bokkon and I always hoped that "T.C." had done his business before he climbed into the backseat of my mother's little white Falcon for the ride to Meadowbrook High School for the pep rally. When the rally ended I would drive them home. Fortunately we never had an accident!

On one return trip we detoured to the bank drivethru so Mrs. Bokkon could make a deposit. We wondered what the teller might say if she noticed there was a lion spawled across the backseat of her customer's car!

Read the full Times Dispatch article.

Rappin'

Tamara Lowe


Here are the lyrics: Let's RAP!

To be a survivor in this Amazing Race
with the need for speed you need God’s Grace
and if your desperate like housewives
watching days of our lives,
you can’t cope without hope and that is not on a soap.
If your looking to Oprah or Dr. Phil
you can shop non-stop or pop a pill,
but the void won’t fill and the pain won’t kill
until you love the one that hung on a hill.
Kicking back in your lazy boy easy chair
watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire,
nah your not gonna find it there.
No American Idol or Council Tribal has the final answer
that will satisfy ya.
C. S. I. ain’t got a clue. S.V.U. Don’t know what to do
Not the E R or those seen on a CD
TV DVD or MP3 can save you and me.
CNN has got no Good News
here’s a headline you must choose.
It’s not a simple life Paris Hilton,
It’s treading on thin ice living in sin.
You can be an apprentice for Donald Trump or
eat Fear Factor fast food from a dump
you can be a heavy hitter or wheel of fortune winner
or a Fox news no spin spinner or flat sinner
but you better check this life that your livin’
and make sure your sins are forgiven
I bet cha 50 cent Elvis done come and went,
and eventually every Black-eyed-pea,
Gwen Stefani, P-Diddy and Britney.
Every wanna-be on M T V with their Icy Bling,
every Dixie Chick that Sings,
they all gonna see the king of kings.
I don’t care if your J-Lo, Leno or Bono.
One thing you gotta know.
Some day your gonna die, Bro.
Then Where are you gonna go.
Hey, i’m not talking some punk junk that is irrelevant.
Like your Grandma’s church from way back when.
It’s not some preacher feature on T B N.
that you need to be liking or listening.
The real superstar is Jesus Christ.
He’s the way, the truth and the life.
One day he’s gonna split the sky.
He is the brightest light and the highest high
and so what I came to say and what I’m telling you
is don’t buy that stupid stuff they be selling ya
it’s all designed to fill your head
and waste your space until your dead
here’s the bottom line in my rhyme.
Give your life to God while there is still time.