Thursday, September 16, 2010

Igneous, Sedimentary, Metamorphic…..

Victor, you’ve got rocks in your head. Crazy/nuts. A blog about rocks? They’ll be sleeping in no time. Don’t care. Me likes rocks. All kinds.

Yes, types of rock. I love rock. Not only the actual physical thingy of rock – so, so beautiful – so Godlike.. The marvel of a place like Marvel. The wonder of the Grand Canyon… Gibraltar.. Alcatraz.. So so many and vibrant colors.. a peaceful stream with rocks that have rounded over time.. sands of the ocean – particles of hard broken rock… . "Thou art Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church"--Gospel According to Matthew

Rock. As in rock and roll.. Like many of us, from the 60’s.. Like many of us, our beginnings were formed in the 40’s and 50’s.. rhythm & blues, country, folk, classical… Extended into folk rock, soft rock, hard rock, progressive rock, punk rock. Even further, alternative rock, indie rock. I love rock and roll, so put another dime in the jukebox baby. Do we/are we pay(ing) now for rocking so much then? Don’t care, nuttin’ like the rockin’ 60’s, and there never will be. Rock and roll hall of fame decade.

The days of the poor bassmaster in his small aluminum hulled jon are virtually gone. Bigger is better. Super-sized (Thanks Ray Crock).. Hummer-like. Bigass boats rule our lakes, oblivious to their rocking the boats around them. Having the boat rocked is hell upon the stomach. Eerie, unsafe feel. To rock the boat - Don't rock the boat baby - Rock the boat - Don't tip the boat over - Rock the boat - Don't rock the boat baby - Rock the boat.

Rocking the boat also brings us kids that get in trouble at school… Marrieds who find themselves in courtrooms.. Workers banished, unemployed.. .. Friends, unfriended. Criminals jailed.

Rock is a descriptor. You rock. That rocks. Like a rock. He’s a rock in our community, a pillar. We had a great time, it literally rocked. I love this descriptor as it truly feels as if it comes from the heart. What better to hear than “she rocks”, “you rock”, “it rocked, we had a great time.” Memories formed.

Steady. Like a rock, I was strong as I could be..
Like a rock, nothin' ever got to me… Like a rock, I was something to see.. Like a rock… Turn on your light.. and stay with me awhile.. and ease your worried mind.. turn on your light now baby.. and stay with me awhile.. and rock steady yeah…

Chuckin’ rocks as a kid. Skimmin’ the water – who can get the most skips? Rock candy. Colory, yummy. Rock/crackheads. No thanks.

Quartz, pebbles (and Bam Bam, the Flintstones.. Bedrock).. Slate, Coal, Scoria, white marble, gravel, granite, limestone, chalk, flint, all gems.

That’s it. Just a brief rock query before I get back to task, start the day at the rock quarry. Victor, you’ve got rocks in your head. Crazy/nuts. A blog about rocks? They’ll be sleeping in no time. Don’t care. Me likes rocks. All kinds.

Rock, paper, scissors anyone? Rock on….. Love, Victurd

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