First Lines

“You walked into the party like you were walking onto a yacht.” When I sat down at the computer this AM, that is the first thing that popped into my mind. Where in the hell did that come from?

Life is odd. Minds are, often, uncontrollable.

You’re so vain.

“Vanity of vanities,” says the Preacher;
“Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.” Ecclesiastes 1:2  NKJV

What’s it like ‘walking onto a yacht’, anyway? I sure as heck wouldn’t know. Well, Elmer Fudd is not going to chase that OR the vanity rabbit today.


“I’m an alligator, I’m a mama-papa coming for you.” Moonage Daydream by David Bowie. RIP.

Now that’s really a good one! So good, in fact, that it warrants more (not that Carly didn’t)…

“I’m the space invader, I’ll be a rock ‘n’ rollin’ bitch for you
Keep your mouth shut, you’re squawking like a pink monkey bird
And I’m busting up my brains for the words

Keep your ‘lectric eye on me babe
Put your ray gun to my head
Press your space face close to mine, love
Freak out in a moonage daydream oh yeah

Don’t fake it baby, lay the real thing on me
The church of man, love, is such a holy place to be
Make me baby, make me know you really care
Make me jump into the air”

That’ll give you something to chew on for a bit. As much as I’ve listened to that song, I did NOT know all those lyrics.

OK. First lines.

“Sitting on the park bench, eyeing little girls with bad intent.” Ian Anderson’s Aqualung. I’m not touching that with a ten-foot pole. Pun not intended, initially, but then it occurred too me.

“Wop bop a loo bop a lop bom bom!” You can fill in the rest. It ain’t Dylan. Thank you Little Richard. AKA Richard Wayne Penniman.

Speaking of Robert Zimmerman, AKA Bobby Dylan…

“They’re selling postcards of the hanging, they’re painting the passports brown.” Desolation Row

“Once upon a time you dressed so fine, you threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?” Like A Rolling Stone

Which brings us to, “Ladies and gentlemen, the Rolling Stones.” (Don’t you just love following a winding stream of consciousness?)

“I was born in a crossfire hurricane and I howled at my ma in the driving rain.” Jumpin’ Jack Flash

“Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields…” Look that one up and read all the lyrics. Wow! Rock ‘n’ roll, Mick, indeed. Brown Sugar.

First lines are often like first impressions, and whether it be in poetry or prose, they set the tone. They frame the story. They lure you in.

Novels? Yeah!

“It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of good fortune, must be in want of a wife.” Jane Austen – Pride and Prejudice.

“All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.” Leo Tolstoy – Anna Karenina

I’m not even going down the “Tale Of Two Cities” road.

“It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.” George Orwell – 1984

“If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you’ll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don’t feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth.” J.D. Salinger – The Catcher In The Rye. Long one, eh?

“Call me Ishmael.” Herman Melville – Moby Dick. Short one, eh?

“All children, except one, grew up.” J.M. Barrie – Peter Pan. Call me Peter Pan. It is a badge I would wear with honor.

“Elmer Gantry was drunk, lovingly and pugnaciously drunk.” Sinclair Lewis – Elmer Gantry. War Eagle!

“Scarlett O’Hara was not beautiful, but men seldom realized it when caught by her charm as the Tarleton twins were.” I’ll be you know this book and author from the first word! As an aside; she was pretty darn hot to me when I was sitting, by myself, in the Alco Theater back in 1962.

“He opened to her the passenger door of the bright yellow Pinto wagon, faux wood grain paneling and all, closed it, bounded to driver’s side, got in and posed her the question, “Where are you from, Melodye? ” Bird LeCroy – Me and Paul: A Love Story

Well hey! It’s a start! To be continued? Maybe, maybe not. But, I hope, we’ve all had a good time here today, boys and girls. Let’s talk about it!

And until then, “Be kind to your web-footed friends, for a duck may be somebody’s mother.” Music by John Phillip Sousa. Lyrics anonymous.
















Rainy Days And Mondays

I got nothing. How many people have ever sat down, put their hands on a keyboard and come up with that? Countless? Usually I have an inspiration. Sometimes I just sit down and begin to write, and it comes.

So here we go…

It’s dreary outside. Been raining since yesterday. Gray. Supposed to quit soon if it hasn’t already. I think of the Carpenters song ‘Rainly Days and Mondays’,  which was written by the great Paul Williams, BTW. If you are not familiar with Paul, then “Google” him up. He has been overlooked and underrated.

Paul also wrote ‘I Won’t Last A Day Without You’, ‘An Old Fashioned Love Song’, ‘Rainbow Connection’, ‘We’ve Only Just Begun’, ‘You And Me Against The World’, ‘Let Me Be The One’ and ‘Evergreen’, among many MANY others.

I remember watching Paul on The Tonight Show, many times, back in the 70’s. I particularly remember him singing ‘Isn’t That What friends Are For’ on one, or more, of the shows with Johnny.

Here he is at the Bluebird Cafe, in Nashville, back in 2012…

Melodye wanted ‘We’ve Only Just Begun’ sang at our wedding. I nixed it as she did ‘War Eagle’  as the processional. I wish both of these had been used back on that sultry summer day in 1977.

The song(s) are great descriptors of our life together. I thought it wasn’t “cool” enough to use a Carpenters song. Really? How short sided we can be in our youth. In old age too, if we don’t watch it.

Live and learn. And, hopefully, change. If one is resistant to change then “one” will be a dull/embittered boy or girl, indeed.

We don’t have to change for ‘change sake’ but we must be open to “sharing horizons that are new to us” and embracing them, often for the better.

Now back to our regularly scheduled program.

Rainy Days and Mondays

“Talkin’ to myself and feelin’ old
Sometimes I’d like to quit, nothin’ ever seems to fit
Hangin’ around, nothin’ to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

What I’ve got they used to call the blues
Nothin’ is really wrong, feelin’ like I don’t belong
Walkin’ around, some kind of lonely clown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

Funny, but it seems I always wind up here with you
Nice to know somebody loves me
Funny, but it seems that it’s the only thing to do
Run and find the one who loves me
(The one who loves me)

What I feel has come and gone before
No need to talk it out
(Talk it out)
We know what it’s all about
Hangin’ around
(Hangin’ around)
Nothin’ to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

Funny, but it seems that it’s the only thing to do
(Only thing to do)
Run and find the one who loves me

What I feel has come and gone before
No need to talk it out
(Talk it out)
We know what it’s all about
Hangin’ around
(Hangin’ around)
Nothin’ to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

Hangin’ around
(Hangin’ around)
Nothin’ to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down.”

And so, it’s come down to ‘rain’ songs, huh? OK!

Rain – The Beatles, Rain – Uriah Heep; Feels Like Rain – Buddy Guy; Drivin’ Rain – Gov’t Mule; Rainy Night In Georgia (covered, famously, by Brook Benton but written by Tony Joe White, who writes his best songs while driving to Arkansas, $1 to Tom Kimmel); I Love A Rainy Night – Eddie Rabbit; Who’ll Stop The Rain – CCR; Have You Ever Seen The Rain – CCR; Raindrops Keep falling On My Head – BJ Thomas (written by Bert Bacharach and Hal David); Purple Rain – Prince.

Got any more? Feedback always welcome at, my FB page, or @autull on Twitter.

Have you ever read a blog so bereft of quality? But it’s free folks. We’re doin’ this for tips. And speaking of tips, be generous to your waitresses. They work very hard to make sure you have a drink in front of you. Thank you! We’ll be here all week at the Lizard Lounge! Drive safely! We love you!

Summer Shower – Poem by Emily Dickinson

A drop fell on the apple tree,
Another on the roof;
A half a dozen kissed the eaves,
And made the gables laugh.

A few went out to help the brook,
That went to help the sea.
Myself conjectured, Were they pearls,
What necklaces could be!

The dust replaced in hoisted roads,
The birds jocoser sung;
The sunshine threw his hat away,
The orchards spangles hung.

The breezes brought dejected lutes,
And bathed them in the glee;
The East put out a single flag,
And signed the fete away.






A Prayer

Oh mystery of Christ. God incarnate. Flesh and blood.

Comes to us today, in the everyday. The ordinary.

Open our eyes that we may see. Open our ears that we may hear. Open our hearts that we may receive.

In the eyes of the elderly. In the smile of a child. In the laughter of a friend.

To see with the eyes of Christ. To hear with the ears of God.

Not far away.

God with us.

Remove the blinders of our selfish desire and shine the light of truth into our hearts and minds. Free our souls.

Liberate us from the shackles and chains of our own doing.

Bestow upon us your grace.

Lead us into the light.

Bless us with your love.

Even so, come Lord Jesus.





Sacred and profane. Heaven and hell. Spiritual and physical. Light and darkness.

Somewhere between.

You and I.

First and last.

Most and least.

Where do we fall?

How do we climb?

Out of the abyss and into the light.

Grace and peace.

Love and light.

Comfort and mercy.

Bread and wine.

Body and blood.

God incarnate.


Among us.

With us.

In us.

Through us. Bless us. Keep us. Love us. Save us.


Children of a Lesser God?

Do Christians relegate themselves to ‘children of a lesser god’ status? If so, why?

God, as we understands him/her, in the old and new testaments, is the creator, sustainer, and redeemer of the universe. Now let me reiterate. The UNIVERSE. Not just North America, Europe or Antartica. Not just the Milky Way. The Universe. God is the mind of the UNIVERSE!

Then why do we, as Christians, so often minimize her mind, his thoughts, its favor to the 21st century United States of America? Well, I suppose this happens to be the place that some 300 plus million human beings find themselves in this day and age. And 300 million people can’t be wrong, can they?

And that goes for ANY peoples or places.

What make anyone person or people pound their chest and shout, “Me!” or “US!”

Maybe this passage offers a clue…

Mark 35-45  The Message

“35 James and John, Zebedee’s sons, came up to him. “Teacher, we have something we want you to do for us.”

36 “What is it? I’ll see what I can do.”

37 “Arrange it,” they said, “so that we will be awarded the highest places of honor in your glory—one of us at your right, the other at your left.”

38 Jesus said, “You have no idea what you’re asking. Are you capable of drinking the cup I drink, of being baptized in the baptism I’m about to be plunged into?”

39-40 “Sure,” they said. “Why not?”Jesus said, “Come to think of it, you will drink the cup I drink, and be baptized in my baptism. But as to awarding places of honor, that’s not my business. There are other arrangements for that.”

41-45 When the other ten heard of this conversation, they lost their tempers with James and John. Jesus got them together to settle things down. “You’ve observed how godless rulers throw their weight around,” he said, “and when people get a little power how quickly it goes to their heads. It’s not going to be that way with you. Whoever wants to be great must become a servant. Whoever wants to be first among you must be your slave. That is what the Son of Man has done: He came to serve, not to be served—and then to give away his life in exchange for many who are held hostage.”

Why try to squeeze GOD into that small box and behave as though he favors anyone over anyone else? Why some over some other places, persons, or peoples? Navel gazing? Narcissism? Patriotism?

I don’t know the answer to that, but I do feel that people often reduce God to their private plaything. That they take her out and play with her when they feel like it. That he answers to their beck and call, and not vice versa.

And God is not just the God of Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, and the lot of us.

“In the beginning the Word already existed. The Word was with God, and the Word was God. He existed in the beginning with God. God created everything through him, and nothing was created except through him. The Word gave life to everything that was created, and his life brought light to everyone. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it.” NLT

Before God even thought/spoke the universe into existence, Christ WAS. And later, “The word became human and made his home among us.”

The entire concept is mind-blowing. That’s because it is the mind of God. Our teeny tiny, imbecilic brains cannot even pretend to begin to understand God. And so. “The word became human and made his home among us.”

The question remains. Why do we reduce God to a lesser status? Why do we not allow God to be God in all her fullness?

Fear? Stupidity? Lack of understanding? Selfishness? Cultural conditioning?

The answer is, possibly, all of the above and so much more.

And that last word of the previous sentence, more. Why, so often, do we settle for so much less? Why not MORE? More… of God. More… of life. More… of love. If we allowed our desire for God to bring us more, instead of less, would it require something of us? Would it, yes, take us out of our comfort zones? Would it demand something in return?

The answer to all of these questions is, again, possibly yes. God does require something of us. God does take us out of our comfort zones. God DOES ask something in return.

As the old saying goes, God came to comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable?

Romans 12:1

“And so dear brothers and sisters, I plead with you to give your bodies to God because of all he has done for you. Let them be a living and holy sacrifice—the kind he will find acceptable. This is truly the way to worship him.” NLT

“Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God–this is your spiritual act of worship.” NIV

“I appeal to you therefore, brothers and sisters, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God, which is your spiritual worship.” NRSV

“So here’s what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him.” The Message

The apostle Paul appeals to the church at Rome to respond to God’s love and sacrifice, in Jesus Christ, in this way, to offer our whole person to him. Our whole self. Our total person.

God wants all of us, including our minds. That “mind of the universe” asks our minds of us.

From the Traffic song, “Heaven Is In Your Mind”…

“You ride on the swing in and out of the bars
Capturing moments of life in a jar
Playing with children, acting as stars
Guiding your vision to heaven and heaven is in your mind
Take extra care not to lose what you feel
The apple you’re eating is simple and real
Water the flowers that grow at your heel
Guiding your vision to heaven and heaven is in your mind.”

Grace and peace.


Transformation. Just what does transformation entail? I suppose it depends on who or what is performing the transformation on whom.

Here is the short take from Merriam-Webster:

“: a complete or major change in someone’s or something’s appearance, form, etc.”

Rather trite? Maybe, upon first glance, but the “etc.” is what caught my attention as I considered the definition more carefully. Etc. Really?

Etcetera “is a latin expression that means ‘and other things, or and so forth’.” This, according to Wikipedia.

One just as well might say, “and so on and so on and scooby dooby dooby…”

Which brings us to the song, Everyday People, by Sly and the Family Stone. Now we’re getting somewhere!

Consider it:

“Sometimes I’m right and I can be wrong
My own beliefs are in my song
The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then
Makes no difference what group I’m in
I am everyday people, yeah, yeah

There is a blue one
Who can’t accept the green one
For living with a fat one
Trying to be a skinny one
Different strokes
For different folks

And so on and so on
And scooby dooby dooby
Oh sha sha
We got to live together

I am no better and neither are you
We are the same, whatever we do
You love me, you hate me, you know me and then
You can’t figure out the bag I’m in
I am everyday people, yeah yeah

There is a long hair
That doesn’t like the short hair
For being such a rich one
That will not help the poor one
Different strokes
For different folks

And so on and so on
And scooby dooby dooby
Oh sha sha
We got to live together

There is a yellow one
That won’t accept the black one
That won’t accept the red one
That won’t accept the white one
Different strokes
For different folks

And so on and so on
And scooby dooby dooby
Oh sha sha
I am everyday people”

We, as individuals and as a society, could be TRANSFORMED if we took the message in this song seriously.

And while we ponder the lyrics of a 60’s pop song, which was the band’s first single to go to number one, let’s stick our toes into the fount of one of the apostle Paul’s charges to the church in Rome.

Romans 12:2

“Don’t copy the behavior and customs of this world, but let God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think. Then you will learn to know God’s will for you, which is good and pleasing and perfect.” New Living Translation

“Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is–his good and perfect will.” New International Version

Here is the take on Paul’s word from The Message. “Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you.”

We’ve gone from Merriam-Webster to Sly and the Family Stone to the apostle Paul. How about that?


Aren’t most all of the resolutions that are made, and often unkept, at the beginning of a new year simply attempts at transforming our lives?

We want want to change. We strive to do better. We seek peace, love, happiness, and fulfillment. And much of our seeking and striving is sought in the ways of the world. Some fad. Some  diet. Some trend. But, the path to transformation cannot, permanently, be found in popular culture or the ways of the world.

“I don’t care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul”

These are lyrics taken from Radiohead’s hit, ‘Creep’. Ain’t it so?

Jesus taught us, in the Sermon on the Mount, “But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added unto you.” Matthew 6:33  New King James Version.

God wants us to be transformed far more than we are willing to allow transformation to take place. Transformation involves change. A change of heart. A change of attitude. A change of habits. A change in the way we look at the world. A change in the way we think.

In order to be transformed, we must see ourselves, and the world, through the eyes of Christ.

The apostle Paul was living proof of this. He went from persecuting Christians to becoming a Christian himself. Now THAT is a transformation.

I reiterate his words found in Romans 12:2

“Don’t copy the behavior and customs of this world, but let God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think. Then you will learn to know God’s will for you, which is good and pleasing and perfect.” New Living Translation

Happy New Year!

Grace and peace.









Auburn: These Are The Times That Try Men’s Souls

The Crisis by Thomas Paine
December 23, 1776

“THESE are the times that try men’s souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the…”

Fill in the blank.

The souls of Auburn men and women were tried, once again, this past Saturday at Jordan-Hare Stadium. You know the result. You also know just how that result came down.

2015 has been a trying season, and that is putting it politely.

There are many positives (defense for one) and negatives (quarterback play for one) to be taken from the, 20-13, loss to the the Georgia Bulldogs. I am not going to expound on those here. If you are even a “summer soldier” or a “sunshine patriot”, you probably have seen or heard the takes on the defeat, ad infinitum.

But this is not 2012 (3-9).

This Auburn team has not quit and it has fought, tooth and nail, in EVERY game it has played, thus far, this season. I have every reason to think that that type of effort will continue in the final two games of the regular season and in the, highly probable, bowl game.

Birmingham in December. There’s the making of a poem in those three words, no?

The leaves, having fallen, are now crushed under foot, and pilgrims tread forth, approaching the Old Gray Lady…

Nah, not today. But MAYBE, if Auburn does play in the Birmingham Bowl at Legion Field.

My! How the mighty have fallen, just like the leaves of autumn here in the Deep South.

But our cause is not hopeless. Gus and company will continue to pour every ounce of their being into preparing this edition of the Auburn Tigers to compete in three more football games. And they will will scour the countryside to recruit young men to join them in this rebuilding effort.

I never, in my wildest nightmares, had any idea that 2015 would become a rebuilding job. But that, my friends, is exactly what this season has become. And I am of the opinion that our coaching staff needs at least two more years to rebuild the Gus Bus.

“Love is patient…” 1 Corinthians 13:4 begins. We, as Auburn fans, are going to have to practice that if we do love our Tigers as we say we do.

Auburn WILL be back. Patience Grasshopper.

Now, let us continue in 1 Corinthians 13:7. “Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance.” This is the attitude that true Auburn fans will have to adopt to see this thing through.

And here, Auburn Family, is some inspiration. It is one of my favorite songs from my favorite band that is out there, playing live today, Gov’t Mule.


When you just can’t find the light
That guides you through your cloudy day
When the stars ain’t shining bright
And it feels like you lost your way
When the candle lights of home
Burn so very far away
Well you got to let your soul shine
Just like my daddy used to say

He used to say soul shine
It’s better than sunshine
Better than moonshine
Damn sure better than the rain
Hey now people don’t mind
We all feel this way sometimes
Got to let your soul shine
Shine till the break of day

Grew up thinking that I had it made
Gonna make it on my own
But life can take the strongest man
And make him feel so alone
But now and then I feel a cold wind
Blowing through my aching bones
I think back to what my daddy said
He said, “Boy, it’s darkest before the dawn”

Let your soul shine
Oh, it’s better than sunshine
Better than moonshine
Damn sure better than rain
Yeah now people don’t mind
We all feel this way sometimes
Got to let your soul shine
Shine till the break of day

Sometimes a man can feel this emptiness
Like a woman has robbed him of his very soul
Woman too, God knows, she can feel like this
And when your world seems cold
You got to let your spirit take control

Talking about the soul shine
Better than sunshine
Better than moonshine
Damn sure better than rain
Lord, now people don’t mind
We all feel this way sometimes
Got to let your soul shine
Yeah, shine on and on and on and on

Oh, it’s better than sunshine
Better than moonshine
Damn sure better than rain
Yeah, now people don’t mind
We all feel this way sometimes
Got to let your soul shine
Shine till the break of day


If THAT won’t get you fired up, then your wood’s wet!

Where Do We Go From here?

Auburn is also going to have to have another very strong recruiting class that is loaded with defensive linemen and linebackers.

Also, it appears that dual threat quarterbacks are the best option to make this, now toothless, offense click. Two have committed to the upcoming, 2016, recruiting class. They are Woody Barrett and John Franklin III.

And Franklin:

There are some hard decisions Coach Malzahn will have to make in the off-season. They may involve making assistant coaching changes. I don’t know what those decisions will call for, but they, surely, will have to be made.

BUT… before that off-season arrives there are three football games to be played in the 2015 season.

The first game is this Saturday. The opponent is the Idaho Vandals. Their coach is Paul Petrino. Yes, THAT Petrino. He is Bobby’s brother. Auburn will win this game.

The last game will, likely, be played in late December in the aforementioned Birmingham Bowl or in Shreveport, LA in the Camping World Independence Bowl.

There is another game sandwiched between these two games. It is also a “bowl” game.

The Iron Bowl.

That little contest will be played in Jordan-Hare Stadium at 2:30 CT on CBS.

Yes, all you rabid fans of Verne and Gary, we will get to do it one more time.

And so, these ARE the times that are, most assuredly, trying our collective souls. But, NO, our cause is NOT hopeless. Three games remain to be played by the Auburn Tigers.

So let’s ALL do our part! And whether you are going to attend these games, watch them on television, or listen to them on the radio, you will get to do it thrice more…