I dressed Raggedy Ann and made her own blankie and one for a youngster. Do you think I could sell her on ebay? I know Donald Trump is gonna be a g'pa in aproximately 3 months and Joy Behar just became a g'ma. (On Raggedy Ann's blankie there is still the writing that the material shouldn't be used on kids sleepware.) New way to get the word out, ey?

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Classic - Johhny Cash & U2 - The Wanderer
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d0G2X0Zpgfw&feature=related



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    • Deirdre The Beach Boys
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wjYFE294974


    Deirdre

    The trouble you had
    It wasn't so bad
    It's only life and what you're livin' for

    Sit down right here
    I'll send away your tears
    Well we don't have to talk about it much more

    Good things turn bad but it's over now
    So don't look sad 'cause you're older now
    Lots of people miss Deirdre

    You're back again
    You still have all your friends
    And they used to ask me why'd you go away Deirdre

    Oo hoo hooo

    What could I say
    That you ran away
    Don't you think it's time that you stayed right near me

    These nights, pretty nights, that were meant to be
    With you and me
    It's the way that we
    Always had our love, Deirdre

    I love your red hair

    Deirdre
    Do do do do do do
    Dear dear dear Deirdre
    I'm glad you're home again
    Oo ooo ooo

    Ooo hoooo
    Oooo hoooo
    Baby 1 2 3 and you're back with me

    Ooo hooo

    Tomorrow at ten
    I'll wake you and then
    We'll take a bath and then I'll laugh again with Deirdre

    You may not live with me every day
    All that I care is that we find a way
    To stay together with Deirdre

    Deirdre
    Do do do do do do
    Dear dear dear Deirdre

    Ooo do do do do do do
    Ooo do do do do do do

    Pronunciation: dead-rah   (my mother pronounced it with a long e  ...cal)

    Gender: Girl Name
    Origin: American
    Name Meaning: A form of Deirdre, meaning "sorrowful wanderer."
    More Info: Variations include Deeddra, Deedra, and Deedrea. 

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

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    For other uses, see Deirdre (disambiguation).
    Deirdre (Irish pronunciation: [ˈdʲɛɾˠdʲɾʲə]) or Derdriu is the foremost tragic heroine in Irish mythology and probably its best-known figure in modern times[1]. She is often called "Deirdre of the Sorrows." Her story is part of the Ulster Cycle, the best-known stories of pre-Christian Ireland. Deirdre was the daughter of the royal storyteller Fedlimid mac Daill. Before she was born, Cathbad the chief druid at the court of Conchobar mac Nessa, king of Ulster, prophesied that Fedlimid's daughter would grow up to be very beautiful, but that kings and lords would go to war over her, much blood would be shed because of her, and Ulster's three greatest warriors would be forced into exile for her sake. Hearing this, many urged Fedlimid to kill the baby at birth, but Conchobar, aroused by the description of her future beauty, decided to keep the child for himself. He took Deirdre away from her family and had her brought up in seclusion by Leabharcham, an old woman, and planned to marry her when she was old enough. Deirdre grew up, and one day told Leabharcham that she would love a man with hair the color of the raven, skin as white as snow, and lips as red as blood. Leabharcham told her she knew of such a man-- Naoise, a handsome young warrior, hunter and singer at Conchobar's court. With the collusion of Leabharcham, Deirdre met Naoise. At first the young man wanted nothing to do with her, because it was known that she was destined for the king. But Deirdre shamed him into eloping with her. Accompanied by his fiercely loyal brothers Ardan and Ainnle, the sons of Uisnech, they fled to Scotland. For a while, they lived a happy life there, hunting and fishing and living in beautiful places; one place associated with them is Loch Etive. But the furious, humiliated Conchobar tracked them down.

    "Deirdre's Lament", drawing by J.H. Bacon, c.1905.
    He sent Fergus mac Róich to them with an invitation to return and Fergus's own promise of safe conduct home, but on the way back to Emain Macha Fergus was waylaid by the king's plan, forced by his personal geis (an obligation) to accept an invitation to a feast. Fergus sent Deirdre and the sons of Uisnech on to Emain Macha with his son to protect them. After they had arrived, Conchobar sent Leabharcham to spy on Deirdre, to see if she had lost her beauty. Leabharcham, trying to protect Deirdre, told the king that Deirdre had lost all her beauty. Mistrustful, Conchobar then sent another spy, Gelbann[2], who managed to catch a glimpse of Deirdre but was seen by Naoise, who threw a gold chess piece at him and put out his eye. The spy managed to get back to Conchobar, and told him that Deirdre was as beautiful as ever. Conchobar called his warriors to attack the Red Branch house where Deirdre and the sons of Uisnech were lodging. Naoise and his brothers fought valiantly, aided by a few Red Branch warriors, before Conchobar evoked their oath of loyalty to him and had Deirdre dragged to his side. At this point, Éogan mac Durthacht threw a spear, killing Naoise, and his brothers were killed shortly after. There are other versions of the death of Naoise. Fergus and his men arrived after the battle. Fergus was outraged by this betrayal of his word, and went into exile in Connacht. He later fought against Ulster for Ailill and Medb in the war known as the Táin Bó Cúailnge (the Cattle Raid of Cooley), the Irish Iliad.
    After the death of Naoise, Conchobar took Deirdre as his wife. After a year, angered by Deirdre's continuing coldness, Conchobar asked her whom in the world she hated the most, besides himself. She answered "Éogan mac Durthacht," the man who'd murdered Naoise. Conchobar said that he would give her to Éogan. As she was being taken to Éogan, Conchobar taunted her, saying she looked like a ewe between two rams. At this, Deirdre threw herself from the chariot, dashing her head to pieces against a rock. In some versions of the story, she died of grief.
    There are at least five plays based on Deirdre's story: George William Russell's Deirdre (1902), William Butler Yeats' Deirdre (1907), J.M. Synge's Deirdre of the Sorrows (1910), John Coulter's (playwright) Deirdre of the Sorrows: An Ancient and Noble Tale Retold by John Coulter for Music By Healey Willian (1944), and Vincent Woods' A Cry from Heaven (2005). There are also three books: Deirdre (1923) by James Stephens, The Celts (1988) by Elona Malterre, and "The Swan Maiden" by Jules Watson.
    The LÉ Deirdre (P20), a ship in the Irish Naval Service (now decommissioned), was named after her.

    - DEIDRA: Irish female name means Wanderer Alt. to Dierdre
    - DEIRDRA: Irish female name means Sorrowful, Wanderer
    - DEIRDRE: Irish female name means Sorrowful, Wanderer
    - LAWANDA: American female name means Little Wanderer
    - ERROL: English male name means To Wander
    - WENDELL: German male name means Wanderer, Seeker
    - FARREN: English unisex name means Wanderer
    - PEREGRINE: Latin unisex name means Wanderer

    Wanderer lyrics
    I went out walking through streets paved with gold
    Lifted some stones - saw the skin and bones
    Of a city without a soul
    I went out walking under an atomic sky
    Where the ground won't turn and the rain it burns
    Like the tears when I said goodbye
    Yeah, I went with nothing
    Nothing but the thought of you
    I went wandering

    I went drifting through the capitals of tin
    Where men can't walk or freely talk
    And sons turn their fathers in
    I stopped outside a church house
    Where the citizens like to sit
    They say they want the kingdom
    But they don't want God in it

    I went out riding down that old eight-lane
    I passed by a thousand signs
    Looking for my own name

    I went with nothing
    But the thought you'd be there too
    Looking for you

    I went out there in search of experience
    To taste and to touch and to feel as much
    As a man can before he repents

    I went out searching, looking for one good man
    A spirit who would not bend or break
    Who would sit at his father's right hand
    I went out walking with a bible and a gun
    The word of God lay heavy on my heart
    I was sure I was the one
    Now Jesus, don't you wait up
    Jesus, I'll be home soon
    Yeah, I went out for the papers
    Told her I'd be back by noon

    Yeah I left with nothing
    But the thought you'd be there too
    Looking for you

    Yeah, I left with nothing
    Nothing but the thought of you
    I went wandering

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