getting ready for faire...

OK so check it out...when i was at storage a couple of days ago looking for the Giant Dead Cow Tent, i found an old irish drinking songs tape that i used to listen to all the time. one of the songs on it is called Cruscin Lán which means My Little Full Jug. it's really cute...i'll be singing it most of the day at faire...


Let the farmer praise his grounds
Let the huntsman praise his hounds
Let the shepherd praise his dewy-scented lambs
But I, more wise then they, spend each happy night and day
With me darling little cruiscín lán, lán, lán,
With me darling little cruiscín lán.

Chorus
Oh, gradh mo chroide mo cruiscín
Slainte geal Mauver-neen,
Gradh mo chroide mo cruiscín lán, lán, lán,
Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruiscín lán.

(The chorus written phonetically is as follows:
Oh, graw moh kree moh krooshkeen
Slawnta gal Mohvoorneen,
graw moh kree moh krooshkeen lawn, lawn lawn,
graw moh kree moh krooshkeen lawn)


Immortal and divine, great Bacchus, god of wine
Create me by adoption, your own son
In the hope that you'll comply, that my glass shall ne'er run dry
Nor me darlin' little cruiscín lán, lán, lán,
Nor me darlin' little cruiscín lán.

Chorus...

And when grim death appears
In a few but happy years
He'll say,"Oh, won't you come along with me?
"I'll say, "Begone ye knave, for King Bacchus gave me lave
For to fill another cruiscín lán, lán, lán,
"For to fill another cruiscín lán.

Chorus...

So fill your glasses high
Let's not part with lips so dry
Though the lark proclaims it is the dawn
And since we can't remain may we shortly meet again
To share another cruiscín lán, lán, lán,
To share another cruiscín lán.

Chorus...

and of course...you should add that terrible gaelic brogue where necessary!!!

hehehehe

SEE YOU ALL AT FAIRE!!!

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Sad News....

sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but...

It is with the saddest heart that I must pass on
the following news.

Please join in remembering a great icon of the
entertainment Community.

The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast
infection and complications
from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71.

Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin.
Dozens of celebrities
turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs.
Butterworth, Hungry Jack,
the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the
Hostess Twinkies, and Captain
Crunch.

The gravesite was piled high with flours. Aunt
Jemima delivered the eulogy
and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who
never knew how much he was
kneaded.

Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his
later life was filled with
turnovers. He was considered a very 'smart'
cookie, wasting much of his
dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a
little flaky at times, he
still, as a crusty olf man, was considered a roll
model for millions.

Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, two
children, John Dough and
Jane Dough, and they had one in the oven. He is
also survived by his elderly
father, Pop Tart.

The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20
minutes.