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Leon and Traci show Chris and Wanda how to move!
Heard on my phone while jogging
Just the two of us:
Songwriters: BILL WITHERS, WILLIAM SALTER, RALPH MACDONALD
(Now dad, this is a very sensitive subject)
Just the two of us (Just the two of us)
From the first time the doctor placed you in my arms
I knew I’d meet death before I’d let you meet harm
Although questions arose in my mind, would I be man enough
Against wrong, choose right and be standing up
From the hospital that first night
Took a hour just ta get the car seat in right
People driving all fast, got me kinda upset
Got you home safe, placed you in your bassinette
That night I don’t think one wink I slept
As I slipped out my bed, to your crib I crept
Touched your head gently, felt my heart melt
Cause I knew I loved you more than life itself (life itself)
Then to my knees, and I begged the Lord please
Let me be a good daddy, all he needs
Love, knowledge, discipline too
I pledge my life to you
Just the two of us, we can make it if we try
Just the two of us, (Just the two of us)
Just the two of us, building castles in the sky
Just the two of us, you and I
Five years old, bringing comedy
Every time I look at you I think man, a little me
Just like me
Wait and see gonna be tall
Makes me laugh cause you got your dads ears an all
Sometimes I wonder, what you gonna be
A General, a Doctor, maybe a MC
Ha ha I wanna kiss you all the time
But I will test that butt when you cut out of line, tru dat
Uh ah why you do that
I try to be a tough dad, but you be making me laugh
Crazy joy, when I see the eyes of my baby boy
I pledge to you, I will always do
Everything I can
Show you how to be a man
Dignity, integrity, honor and
And I don’t mind if you lose, long as you came with it
And you can cry, ain’t no shame in it
It didn’t work out with me an your mom
But yo push come to shove
You was conceived in love
So if the world attacks, and you slide off track
Remember one fact, I got your back
Just the two of us, we can make it if we try
Just the two of us, (Just the two of us)
Just the two of us, building castles in the sky
Just the two of us, you and I
Just the two of us, we can make it if we try
Just the two of us, (Just the two of us)
Just the two of us, building castles in the sky
Just the two of us, you and I
It’s a full-time job to be a good dad
You got so much more stuff than I had
I gotta study just to keep with the changing times
101 Dalmations on your CD-ROM
See me I’m
Trying to pretend I know
On my PC where that CD go
But yo, ain’t nothing promised, one day I’ll be gone
Feel the strife, but trust life does go wrong (life goes on)
But just in case
It’s my place
To impart
One day some girl’s gonna break your heart
And ooh ain’t no pain like from the opposite sex
Gonna hurt bad, but don’t take it out on the next, son
Throughout life people will make you mad
Disrespect you and treat you bad
Let God deal with the things they do (things they do)
Cause hate in your heart will consume you too
Always tell the truth, say your prayers (prayers)
Hold doors, pull out chairs, easy on the swears
You’re living proof that dreams do come true
I love you and I’m here for you
Just the two of us, we can make it if we try
Just the two of us, (Just the two of us)
Just the two of us, building castles in the sky
Just the two of us, you and I
-repeat-
Taking on the world taking on the world
(I’m always here for you)
Look over your shoulder I’ll be there
(Whatever you need just call on me)
We gonna rise we gonna shine
(Whatever you need I’ll be there for you any time)
Just the two of us, we can make it if we try
Just the two of us, (Just the two of us)
Just the two of us, building castles in the sky
Just the two of us, you and I
Daddy loves you daddy loves you for the rest of your life
(This is a really good song , how much am I getting paid for this dad)
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Just The Two Of Us lyrics © BLEUNIG MUSIC, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
When rocket propulsion and engineering program management met
Sometimes, the awkward, bullied grade-school nerd in me shows himself, his tiny, insignificant self-image forgetting that he’s a full-fledged grownup male who has traveled the world and negotiated multimillion-dollar deals.
As I’m oft reminded, a simple “thank you” for a compliment means more than a humorous attempt to act modest.
The awkwardness has declined with time and maturity but appeared this weekend.
So, too, saying thank you as a compliment is not easy for me in realtime, despite my frequent use of gratitude in this blog.
I can’t go back in time but I can record here my thanks for the hard work that Jenn put into not only the hours of practice she provided for our dance routine, but also the great effort she put into a costume for our performance.
It’s been rare to find such a good friend in someone like Jenn, who’s willing to play grownup pretend (or cosplay, in today’s parlance) for a public show, purely for the sake of fun exercise.
I appreciate her husband’s and my wife’s patience during the past couple of months.
Here’s our video, posted for posterity and eternity on the Internet, turned rightside-up, with titles and credits to identify us when we’re old and gray (and a little forgetful — “You mean that used to be you, Great Uncle Rick/Great Aunt Jenn?” “That’s what they tell me.”):
Here’s hoping that we can find the time and energy to put another routine together.
The best leader doesn’t have say a thing to get his underlings to do his bidding
They say a true leader is a coach. Rick is neither — he’s a storyteller who compels his readers to follow their own path to whatever they enjoy the most — pain, bliss, or painful bliss or blissful pain, numbness, joy, they choose it — whatever they do, they’re accomplishing Rick’s goals without knowing it.
That’s a true leader — Rick is the best mob boss in the business.
Think about that the next time you kill someone or steal in the name of justice — you just did what Rick told you to without question.
Mob bosses have different hobbies.
Rick likes to dance.
But Rick likes to dance with his girlfriend — let him make you jealous one more time.
Hop-hop-happy
The future is here — Lee and Guin reenact history in the antigravity chamber.
Several hundred years ago, in an alternate universe, Lee and Guin were Steampunk Charles Lindbergh and Steampunk Amelia Earhart out on an adventure with the Mad Hatter.
They, as you readers know, crashed in the Alps. While debating the merits of taking off again, they saw that the people of Bavaria were in peril, their sole source of chocolate blocked by giant solidified bars.
So Chuck and Amelia did the only thing they could — danced the Lindy Hop to crush the bars, mixing cream from the snow-white peaks of the Alps into a froth, delicious concoction we now know as dark chocolate, milk chocolate and white chocolate.
Hope you enjoyed the show!
More as it develops…
Showcase family album
Sample photos from our dance family performance:
Modern yet classic
Lyrics are everywhere for the two of us, you and I — to Abi and her beau:
Don’t you worry there my honey
We might not have any money
But we’ve got our love to pay the bills
Maybe I think you’re cute and funny
Maybe I wanna do what bunnies do with you
If you know what I mean
Oh, let’s get rich and buy our parents homes
In the south of France
Let’s get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
And teach them how to dance
Let’s get rich and build our house on a mountain
Making everybody look like ants
From way up there, you and I, you and I
Well, you might be a bit confused
And you might be a little bit bruised
But baby how we spoon like no one else
So I will help you read those books
If you will soothe my worried looks
And we will put the lonesome on the shelf
Ooh, let’s get rich and buy our parents homes
In the south of France
Let’s get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
And teach them how to dance
Let’s get rich and build our house on a mountain
Making everybody look like ants
From way up there, you and I, you and I
Ooh, let’s get rich and buy our parents homes
In the south of France
Let’s get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
And teach them how to dance
Let’s get rich and build our house on a mountain
Making everybody look like ants
From way up there, you and I, you and I
Songwriters
LAMILLA, SORAYA / NICHOLAS, TONY
The mob boss/steampunk Charles Lindbergh Dance Troupe presents..
Thanks to beautiful Abi and Jenn for their support tonight!
Dance practice
The rehearsal in progress last night.
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