House of the Rising Sun

“House Of The Risin’ Sun” There is a house down in New Orleans they call the rising sun And it’s been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, I’m one.My mother was a tailor, she sewed these new blue jeans My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord, down in New Orleans.Now the … Continue reading House of the Rising Sun

Undressing my thoughts – May 12 or just another lazy chain of nonsense

“You’re only a man! You’ve not our gifts! I can tell you! Why, a woman can think of a hundred different things at once, all them contradictory!” ― Georgette Heyer, Powder And Patch I have never been good at talking about me. I have never been that interesting to discuss with others. Not that i … Continue reading Undressing my thoughts – May 12 or just another lazy chain of nonsense