Well I'm back from visiting Ft. Belvoiur and DC. Initial thoughts: people in DC drive worse than in the SF Bay area. Second thought, these guys have some of the worst signage, and worst designed interchanges of just about anywhere.
Got done with the army around 10:00, and my flight wasn't until 17:00 so I took the opportunity to hit the Smithsonian. The air and Space museum hasn't changed much since the lat time I was there 15 years ago, basically proving that we have been stuck in low-earth-orbit for decades now. (and we can;t even do that anymore) Blew through that museum in about 2 hours, so I hiked over to the Natural history museum for an hour.
The Natural History museum is pretty nice. Wonderful mineralogy collection, and they have a newer exhibit on "human origins" that was at least well put together. The Home Diamond is surprisingly unimpressive.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
Feast of Crows
Feast of Crows
Music & Lyrics (c) Mark E. Horning
9-12-2011: 6/8 time - strum
All on command –Now let the gulls fly
'till the shafts are so thick that they blot out the sky
Where the shafts fall - watch the foe writhe and die
....And none shall feast but the crows
/Dm - G Em/ C - Dm E/D C G E/ Dm CBbA Dm/
Fire one volley and fire two more
then fire at will at the foe in the fore.
Pull aim and fire – let the shafts soar
....Like an Eagle that feasts among crows
Hear the pipes thunder and hear the drums roar
We'll fight here again as we've fought here before
The wages of sorrow are the wages of war
....And they fly on the wings of the crows.
We fight for our families and fight for our land,
And we fight for our freedom, but we understand,
The only victors when the blood stains the sand
....Are the vultures, coyotes, and crows
So whisper your prayers, for if our friends we die
Fate is unkind, so this could be goodbye
But we'll see them in hell ere the sun quits the sky
....And leave out their bones for the crows
So here is my gift, it's a full cloth yard long
And it leaps from my bow with a heart full of song.
Those who would conquer, please know you are wrong
....And give my regards to the crows.
Instrumental break
All on command –Now let the gulls fly
'till the shafts in the air nearly blot out the sky
Watch the foe wither and watch the foe die
....Where none shall feast but the crows
....None shall feast but the Crows.
....No, none shall feast --- just the Crows.
Music & Lyrics (c) Mark E. Horning
9-12-2011: 6/8 time - strum
All on command –Now let the gulls fly
'till the shafts are so thick that they blot out the sky
Where the shafts fall - watch the foe writhe and die
....And none shall feast but the crows
/Dm - G Em/ C - Dm E/D C G E/ Dm CBbA Dm/
Fire one volley and fire two more
then fire at will at the foe in the fore.
Pull aim and fire – let the shafts soar
....Like an Eagle that feasts among crows
Hear the pipes thunder and hear the drums roar
We'll fight here again as we've fought here before
The wages of sorrow are the wages of war
....And they fly on the wings of the crows.
We fight for our families and fight for our land,
And we fight for our freedom, but we understand,
The only victors when the blood stains the sand
....Are the vultures, coyotes, and crows
So whisper your prayers, for if our friends we die
Fate is unkind, so this could be goodbye
But we'll see them in hell ere the sun quits the sky
....And leave out their bones for the crows
So here is my gift, it's a full cloth yard long
And it leaps from my bow with a heart full of song.
Those who would conquer, please know you are wrong
....And give my regards to the crows.
Instrumental break
All on command –Now let the gulls fly
'till the shafts in the air nearly blot out the sky
Watch the foe wither and watch the foe die
....Where none shall feast but the crows
....None shall feast but the Crows.
....No, none shall feast --- just the Crows.
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