Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Coffee with Rick
Monday, July 30, 2012
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Obsessed with Rick Danko? Moi?
So, yeah, I might be a *little* bit obsessed with Rick Danko. I made a list of things that drive me wild. These items are in no particular order.
1. His lips
2. His smile
3. His eyes
4. His hair
5. His jaw
6. His neck
7. His hands
8. His shoulders
9. His chest
10. His biceps
11. His speaking voice
12. His kindness
13. His sense of humor
14. His singing voice
15. His "fashion sense" - or lack thereof!
16. His nose
17. His ears
18. His facial hair
19. His bum
This list is a work in progress. I'll add to it as I think of new items. I think about Rick Danko every 5 minutes, anyway. If I go that long.
1. His lips
2. His smile
3. His eyes
4. His hair
5. His jaw
6. His neck
7. His hands
8. His shoulders
9. His chest
10. His biceps
11. His speaking voice
12. His kindness
13. His sense of humor
14. His singing voice
15. His "fashion sense" - or lack thereof!
16. His nose
17. His ears
18. His facial hair
19. His bum
This list is a work in progress. I'll add to it as I think of new items. I think about Rick Danko every 5 minutes, anyway. If I go that long.
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Catharsis
I've had a few drinks and I've had my cry for the day. I have just finished writing my third short story featuring Rick Danko. Writing is cathartic. There is still some pain, however. It never fully goes away. "I can't get over you and the flame still burns"...
Shake It
I know I want you, I'm tired of cryin
I can't help the way you feel
No time like the present, let's not waste a minute
I can give it, and I can take it..how bout you?
I just wanna make it up ... don't wanna fake it
I just wanna shake it up ... shake it shake it shake it
I can't help the way you feel
No time like the present, let's not waste a minute
I can give it, and I can take it..how bout you?
I just wanna make it up ... don't wanna fake it
I just wanna shake it up ... shake it shake it shake it
Now the bottles empty, storms passin over
I've been alone here too long in my room
There's no fields of clover
No white clouds driftin over
I wanna be where the sun shines on you
I just wanna make it up, don't wanna fake it
I just wanna shake it up ... shake it shake it shake it
I've been alone here too long in my room
There's no fields of clover
No white clouds driftin over
I wanna be where the sun shines on you
I just wanna make it up, don't wanna fake it
I just wanna shake it up ... shake it shake it shake it
If you think I'm crazy, or just a bit too lazy
Well that ain't been my main excuse
I don't wanna hide, these feelings inside me
I just wanna share them all with you
I just wanna make it up, don't wanna fake it
I just wanna shake it up ... shake it shake it shake it
Well that ain't been my main excuse
I don't wanna hide, these feelings inside me
I just wanna share them all with you
I just wanna make it up, don't wanna fake it
I just wanna shake it up ... shake it shake it shake it
Rick and Bob
I have Ricksomnia again, so I'm scouring Google for pictures of Rick and Bob, two of my favorite people.
Friday, July 27, 2012
A Memorial
I am planning a memorial for Rick this year. I am going to do it in el Dia de los Muertos style, and probably on that day, as well. The ofrenda will be adorned with pictures of Rick, candles, flowers, food for him, some Hennessy, and his favorite smokes. I'm still planning, but I will update as things come together.
For Richard Clare Danko, with Love Always
For Richard Clare Danko, with Love Always
Like Fine Wine
A little older, several pounds heavier, he was still beautiful to me.
How could you not love that look?
How could you not love that look?
I Can See Clearly Now
I can see more clearly and think more clearly when I hear his sweet, beautiful voice, although sometimes that voice shreds my heart, too.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Insomnia...Ricksomnia
I can't sleep, so I'm up drinking coffee and listening to The Band. Later, I will probably listen to some straight-up Danko.
I can't sleep because Rick is dead. It hurts. I never knew him, and it hurts. I can only imagine how fucking painful it must be for the people who actually knew him and got to interact with him. Oh, those were some lucky people!
This picture is my desktop at work. I'm working on wallpapering my office in Danko pictures.
I can't sleep because Rick is dead. It hurts. I never knew him, and it hurts. I can only imagine how fucking painful it must be for the people who actually knew him and got to interact with him. Oh, those were some lucky people!
This picture is my desktop at work. I'm working on wallpapering my office in Danko pictures.
Welcome to Obsessed with Danko
Okay, so I may be a little bit obsessed with the late Rick Danko. Why not? He was a beautiful man, inside and out. This blog is going to be where I get to talk about all Danko, all the time. I want to give the people in my life a little break from the constant Dankin' that I do around the house.
Let's look at some pictures, shall we?
Let's look at some pictures, shall we?
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