Dark Thirty
There’s a faceless girl
In a nameless City
Ready to take on the world
Oh she’s so damn pretty
Bright eyes and long curls
Never been down and dirty
Aint never seen the things
That happen at dark thirty
The bad bad things that happen
At dark thirty
There’s some kind of people
That change right after dark
Take advantage of a young girl
With a certain kind of spark
Might wind up in the dirt
Down in Central Park
For whatever its worth
Happens at dark thirty
Bad bad things happen
At dark thirty
There’s a faceless kid
In a nameless town
He plans to make it big
He plans to bring it down
I've been thinking a lot
I've been thinking a lot about Joe C. I never had the honor & privilege to meet him & that’s my definite loss. From what I know now, I see the important man & a friend he was, especially to Mr. Ritchie...& my heart continues to bleed for his loss. I don't know how many times I've watched Kid Rock's official video of Only God Knows Why, but I recently watched several times again. In the opening frames, the first thing to hit me…like a blow to my gut…was the absence of his Joe C tattoo (which I finally figured out thanks to Ms. Eulinberg’s picture in the Rebel Soul insert –it isn’t as easy to google his tattoos as one may first think). Its absence immediately gave me a timeframe & I knew the video to come would challenge my tears reserve & I was right. Even the thought, without watching, still does. To know & then to lose such a brilliant love light…a cherished soul…scars deep. How much so, I can unfortunately only imagine. I don’t like that God invited His angel home too soon…I really don’t like it at all. But despite all my efforts to micromanage Him, I’ve found that, indeed, only He knows why & I’m left to mourn, remember, & love… & also to trust, that even when I doubt Him greatly, He knows what He’s doing. But again, I don’t like it at all…& the passage of time ain’t gonna change that one damn bit. The only soothing perspective I can muster is that their grand friendship & love are forever immortalized & celebrated in Kid Rock’s videos & musical masterpieces…&, also, that Joe C. lives on in Mr. Ritchie & all others who knew & loved him so. My prayers for them continue. As I write, though, I just thought of another because of how I think of Joe C. from all the videos I watch…he was happy…I can see it in his stage presence…for he knew the great love of dear friends he got to spend precious time with, no matter how brief it may seem to others. For his happiness I thank Him & his friends…for Joe C. knew joy & that really really really matters.
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LOL! So he told them it was
LOL! So he told them it was medical marijuana and they still took his ass to jail huh? You can get a script for marinol or however you spell it. Funny thing is you have to have your script to prove that it is for medicinal use.
Old days are long gone where one man takes the fall. Nowadays everyone is a rat when the man pinches him. If they keep passing the buck no one hangs. I knew a cat when i worked for Technicolor Universal Media Services who was a temp worker and claimed just that. He said him and his cousin would take turns snitching each other out and no one went down. The cops were so busy going back and forth and promoted the narc shit they kept getting off....Was funny the other day saw one of them and he was grown holding a kid. Guess he couldn't get out of that one....