"Wish You Were Here"
 

"WISH YOU WERE HERE"

“Hey you”, said a voice from the darkest corner of the parking lot. “There are some nice fish down at the light”, the voice continued. Jack Diamond and I walked over toward the voice hoping he would keep talking. The unknown caster mentioned he had been spooled by a good fish and was heading home to get his spare. “Is there anybody out there”, I asked. He replied that he hadn’t seen anyone and figured there was nobody home.
Jack and I hopped over the wall and scrambled toward the lighthouse. “Run like hell”, I told him as I almost tripped over another brick from the wall. One of these days I’m going to take a header tripping over that brick, I thought. We had to hurry as there was not much time left in the tide.
Our high hopes were now soaring. As we waded out to our rock perches I could see a few neck-lights about 100 yards down the coast toward Naps. It was just us and them on the rocks tonight.
I clipped on my new pink Floyd Roman Nike plug and let fly my first cast. This rare plug cost me lots of money. I didn’t want to lose it. I hooked up immediately and the cow began to take lots of line. “Don’t leave me now”, I uttered under my breath as she headed toward Fishers Island. Jack yelled that he was also onto a good bass.
We both landed our hook-ups some time later. I had a real nice fish around 50 but Jack’s had to go 60. “Shine on you crazy Diamond”, I said as I shook his hand. “This has to be the happiest day of our lives”, Jack said as we were now very content and feeling comfortably numb.

Sweet Dreams

DZ

Don't you hate when you wake up from dreams like those?

You guys were fishing on the dark side of the moon weren't you?

So you better run all day and run all night, and park the car well out of sight, and if you try to pick her lock, 'Cause one of these days the Dogs of War might well limit your ability Breathe as one slip, and down the hole you'll fall, until the worms eat into your brain...

I knew you guys would get it - 19 PF references in the dream.

DZ

we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl....

"AND you run & you run to catch up with the Sun that's sinking...

...racing around, to come up behind you again!

The Sun is the same in a relative way but you're older...

Shorter of breath, & one day closer to Death"...

Every year is getting shorter-- never seem to find the time..." :humpty:

We don't need no edumacation!

Is it only a dream that there’ll be
No more turning away?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
running over the same old ground. What have we found?
The same old fears,
wish you were here.

I knew it was not a real DZ story because he tends to shy away from proper nouns.

"This is the United States calling."
"Are we reaching?"


So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

Crazy - Toys in the Attic, he's crazy - truely gone fishing....

in college I re-worte that song as "wish you were beer"

:cheers:

you must be f*&^ing mad absolute mad

I like your style Zacs. :gu:

One of these days I'm going to cut you into little pieces.

The lunatics are in the eel grass :smokin:

look mommy there's a little plan up in the sky

And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

"Schoolies out for the Springtime"

When we grew up and went to school,
there were certain teachers who would hurt the children in any way they could.

is that what happened to you ? :lasso:

"... by pouring their derision upon anything we did-- exposing every weakness however carefully hidden by the kids!"

"BUT: in the town it was well-known at night their fat & psychopathic wives would thrash them, to within inches of their lives!!" :lasso: :yawn: :crying: :gorez:

come on you Raven .....seer of visions...... :)

you better watch out,there may be dogs about

I've done the best I could with the tools god gave me.

:scream2: ...AND THEY'LL SEND YOU HOME TO MOTHER IN A CARDBOARD BOX!

How can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat?

Who let all this rif-raf into the room:conf:
There's one smokin' a joint:smokin:
and another with spots:eyes:
If I had my way...
I'd have all of ya spooled:bshake: