"Is there a button that says post note here? Or, do you just post a comment and it becomes a note. For example, how would I post the following as a note:
OK Chiron, Gather Around and You there Latica sit right her on Uncle Ray Ray’s Lap. I am…"
(www.paxstereo.tv) On Sunday, May 17th 2009, Tavis Smiley hosted a special screening for his new movie "STAND" for members of the Los Angeles blogging community. Hosted at his home, it was a personal coming together of individuals from all over the…
Is there a button that says post note here? Or, do you just post a comment and it becomes a note. For example, how would I post the following as a note:
OK Chiron, Gather Around and You there Latica sit right her on Uncle Ray Ray’s Lap. I am going to tell you a story.
It was a Cold and Rainy Night way back in 1900 and 79. Um hum that right! And…
…I was in Mr. D’s Class. If any of you went to PS 20Q you will remember Mr. D. Well on this particular night I was dreaming that Mr. D had put me in charge of the class. Somehow there was a phone in the middle of the school yard (remember this was a dream) and he told me to call him if anyone started fighting.
Over in the other bed was my brother Michael. He was dreaming he was walking back from She Stadium and that some of the junk yard dogs from over were the Great Bear Auto Center is go loose and was chasing him. My Brother Joe Flowe was back from the USMC and was in his bed fast asleep. Now over in the other room was Paula, she was dreaming that someone was breaking into our home. My mom was in her bed room half sleep, half worried about how she was going to pay bills. And to top it all of, my Brother Butch, his wife Bea, and their 2 year old “Little Black Spanky” were fast asleep in the living room. The set was hot and only Little Black Spanky would get threw the night unaffected.
Well when I heard my brother Mike start screaming because the dogs were chasing him I jumped on the phone and told Mr. D to come now: “They’s fighting!” I started screaming! When my brother Joe woke up and saw Mike running in place screaming “OH NO!” he did what any Marine would do, yelled YAAA and jumped across the room on to Mike further confirming to me that the kids in my class were fighting and to Mike that he was being attacked by dogs. Paula started screaming because she was now convinced by all the yelling that we were being robbed. Bee came running down the hall to see what the fuss was followed closely by Butch yelling what the hell is going on! This sent Paula into overdrive because they ran right past her bed room door so now she is screaming and running in place. And from where they were running my mom could see them charging down the hall and thought Butch was beating Bea up so she started screaming, “You Two Stop Fighting”! Each scream fed other screams and for a while every body was screaming and yelling, and rolling around on the floor wondering what the hell is going on! So for 10- 15 seconds back in 1979 the Flowe family of 3F in the 2nd building in Flushing Queens NY were all, simultaneously dreaming, screaming, running in place, and tackling each other. We spent that rest of the night laughing and trying to figure out who thought what. Now that was the funniest night in America!
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