And I have to credit David Jacobs with the opportunities he gave me. He was totally into sharing the creation of characters. David put together a show that told the story of people over many years' time and that was greatly enjoyable. Though nowadays that is frowned upon.
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Whereas my producer literally worked on this thing for 10 years and because I gave that presenter credit to David Lynch, she to this day never gets credit. It really kills me.
quote by Terry Zwigoff
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Your Wears (Fun Poem 81)
The strong smell of bleach
always reminds me of when I was young
and went to learn to swim.
The instructor told us then
that the best way to learn to swim
was with nothing on.
Once our embarrassment was over,
we learned how to swim.
Nowadays laws being what they are
you can never learn to swim in the nod.
Anyone would be hung, drawn and quartered
for even suggesting it.
After loosing your embarrassment
of running around in the nod,
the next step up was streaking,
showing your wears to everyone.
That feeling of being totally free
suddenly comes over you,
you peel off your clothes and away you go.
They say the best time to do it is at midnight,
but some like to do it during the day.
However, the next time you feel
like being totally free you know just what to do.
Wait until midnight or go and have a cold shower.
It always works for me.
3 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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Tell me a story,
Tell me a story, And what I want to hear,
About a king in the Bible, of Saul and his spear;
He wanted to kill David, but David spared his life,
While Saul was asleep, David took the jug, spear, to show
Saul that he was near.
Please tell me a story, Of Esther the Jewish queen,
And of uncle mordecai, and Haman who was mean;
Wicked Haman hated, the Jews, and wanted them dead,
But he got his punishment, to be hung by his head.
Tell me another story, of Jonah and the whale,
When God said 'go to Ninevah, he needed a kick in his tale;
He ran the other way, then caught a large ship,
But; when a storm blew up, but he got the flip.
Tell me one more story, before I get off to bed,
How Jesus talked to a crowd, and food they were fed;
There were 5,000 people, and only 5 loaves, and two fish,
It was a miracle of Jesus, and not just an answer to a wish.
poem by Margaret Haig
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David & Goliath
Hebrew Bible (Christian Old Testament)
They described him as a Giant!
But this Goliath is a very skinny person
In his sixties and an orphan.
He seeks a relative in the World
And he met David the gravedigger in an old Bakery.
But not that David The King of future Israel.
They came to know each other
And lived together.
Goliath helps David in his diggings.
And one morning David didn't wake up
And Goliath completed his job.
The story tells that Goliath died in his Centinarian!
*[ My Grandson grumbles to make a story using the name David who brings bread in his bicycle for them.]
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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We're not keen on the idea of the story sharing its valence with the reader. But the reader's own life ""outside"" the story changes the story.
quote by David Foster Wallace
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I'm first and foremost interested in the story, the characters.
quote by David Lean
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Shield Of Abraham
(kinky friedman)
Jacob climbed the ladder, climbed it to the sky,
Said, people, whats the matter ?
Heaven aint so high,
People, heaven aint so high,
When you got the shield,
You got the shield,
You got the shield,
You got the shield of abraham.
Little children.
You got the shield,
You got the shield,
You got the shield of abraham.
The years were lights they wandered in the desert 40 years
And ol moses told the children
brush away them tears,
Hey, kids, this aint no time for tears.
Children
You got the shield,
You got the shield,
You got the shield of abraham.
Little children.
You got the shield,
You got the shield,
You got the shield of abraham.
David, he fought goliath with nothing but a tiny stone.
David, little david, God knows youre not alone,
God knows youre not alone.
David, you got the shield,
Youve got the shield,
You got the shield of abraham.
Little david.
You got the shield,
You got the shield,
You got the shield of abraham.
Rock and roll redeemer, oh people, hear my song,
And let the music keep us loving, let the spirit keep us strong,
Let your sweet love keep us strong.
cause weve got the shield,
Weve got the shield,
Weve got the shield of abraham.
Little children.
Weve got the shield,
Weve got the shield,
Weve got the shield of abraham.
Weve got the shield,
Weve got the shield,
Weve got the shield of abraham.
Little children.
Weve got the shield,
Weve got the shield,
Weve got the shield ...
song performed by by Kinky Friedman
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Television provides the opportunity for an ongoing story - the opportunity to meld the cast and the characters and a world, and to spend more time there.
quote by David Lynch
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There Must Be Some Other Way
Youre no longer part of my life
I must remind myself again
Too much has happened to us to cause eachother pain
Its over now, theres too much guilt to share
Once there would have been a time for talking and learning
There must be some other way
To get where we have to go
There must be some other way
Please show me another way
Once it would have been so easy, to do what we have to do
There must be some other way
Please show me another way
Are we no more than parts in a play
Letting other people, strangers say our lines?
To think it should come to this, after all these years
What was mine and what should stay behind
Once there would have been a time of sharing, of caring
There must be some other way
To get where we have to go
There must be some other way
Please show me another way
Once it would have been so easy to do what we have to do (there must be some other way)
There must be some other way
Please show me, show me another way...
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Theres nothing much left to say
We have said it once and said it all again
This time we have gone too far, it could never be the same
Its time to carry on create new lives
Once we promised we would stay together forever
There must be some other way
To get where we have to go (there must be some other way)
There must be some other way
Please show me another way
Once it would have been so easy to do what we have to do (what we have to do)
You know there must be some other way
Please show me another way
You know there must be another way
Please show me, show me another way (there must be some other way)
You know there must be some other way...
song performed by by Genesis
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David Attenborough
So much about Nature David Attenborough know
My wonder at his knowledge only does grow
His documetaries the most informative things on the t v
The man is a genius none as clever as he,
From the massive blue whale to the tiny insects that on the ground crawl
Their Nature and on how they live David Attenborough recall
For millions of students of Nature Worldwide
Only her deepest secrets from him Nature can hide,
He has made documentaries on Wildlife for thirty years or more
From the northern Artic ocean to the southern Antartic shore,
One who knows much about Nature and for Nature he care
And people like him they are priceless and rare
And it seems sad to think that he is getting old
But the story of his life will always be told.
poem by Francis Duggan
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An Old Man's Wish
As I listened to a song tonight
entitled An Old Man's Wish,
it started me remembering
of an old man I knew long ago
and one of his last wishes
he would never see fulfilled.
Of all his friends' only one
would take the time and years
to follow that wish through.
More than ten years would slip away,
but that wish was never forgotten.
Then finally, one day it was fulfilled,
the old man would have been delighted
had he been around to see
the conclusion of the quest
that took twelve years to fulfil.
This story I have told is true,
I know, as I am that friend
who made an old man's wish
eventually come true.
2 October 2012
poem by David Harris
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The Old Man's Saddest Story
We sat about the fireplace listening to the old man's tales
Of the youthful years of life he spent in lovely Alder Vale
He told some happy stories but he told some sad one's too
And the saddest story that he told I will relate to you.
'Twas the story of young Joaney Ryan who died whilst in her prime
When the fruits were ripe for picking in September's harvest time
She died at twenty three years old the valley beauty queen
And a fairer maid since her time the old man has not seen.
She was the most beautiful maid the old man ever knew
With sheeny hair of raven black and sparkling eyes of blue
Yet for all of her splendid beauty she did not show conceit
A better mannered girl than her no man could wish to meet.
Beauty it can take a woman quite a long, long way
But beauty quickly withers like the flowers that bloom in May,
You cannot judge a woman by her beauty or her dress
You can only judge a woman by the manner she possess.
He must have loved this lovely maid he must have loved her so
Who died in September forty six years ago
For as he told her story a tear showed in each eye
And it seemed quite clear to all of us that he was near to cry.
She died in a hospital this lady like woman
From Leuchaemia a disease that greatly curtail life's span
On the tenth day of September her remains were put to earth
Twenty three years and thirty six days from the day of her birth.
In each human's life story there is some share of woe
And the old man's saddest thoughts are of a maid he used to know
Who died of Leuchaemia whilst only in her prime
When the fruits were ripe for picking in September's harvest time.
poem by Francis Duggan
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In independent film you tend to have stories that involve more of a community, and the smaller characters are important to the story.
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Faded Pages
Recently I started retyping
a manuscript of short stories
I had written twenty years ago.
The pages were faded;
too much time being opened to the sun.
As I typed, I smiled
at the things I had written
and the dialogue I had created.
The stories are about a cat
and looking at the world
through his eyes and thoughts.
I had even created him a language
that I had to write a glossary
at the back of the book to explain
what some of the phrases meant.
There is a vast array of characters
and most have a funny turn.
I also remember what prompted me
to write the stories long ago.
My original intention was to write
one story and one story only,
but a friend of mine at the time
persuaded me to write another and another.
Before long, a volume was finished
with enough stories to start another.
From a one off story I have written over sixty now
about the cat and all his friends.
Now as I flick through these faded pages,
which I haven’t read in years,
I find myself being reunited
with many long lost friends.
26 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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The City of David
God sits up in Heaven and laughs as the nations imagine a vain thing,
For the internationalism of Jerusalem, is the song they seem to sing.
And it is far from an original song that all the nations are singing,
For God made Jerusalem the center of this world before their being.
For God Himself purged the land of Canaan to be the land of the Jew,
And He told Moses to prepare to worship at a place I will show you.
But Moses never crossed the Jordan and was buried by God's own Hand,
And Joshua took over to lead the Israelites into The Promised Land.
And from the time of Moses through the Judges wherever the Jews went,
The Ark of God's Covenant and the Glory of God remained under a tent.
It was not until God gave Israel rest under King David their leader,
That in the City God chose, he desired to make God a house of cedar.
The City that God chose was Jerusalem, on which He placed His Name,
For it is The City of David, and on it God's Name will always remain.
God remembered His Promise to David, and his desire was not ignored,
For God had told David's son Solomon to build a temple for The Lord.
Then God consecrated this temple by putting His Name on it forever,
And this promise to Solomon by God, He can not and He will not sever.
So even though things look quite gloomy in Jerusalem today my friend,
Zechariah says The Lord will inherit Judah to choose Jerusalem again.
(Copyright © 06/2002)
Seven More Years
David I said as I lay on my bed
another years gone bye
your starting your parole in the morning they said
please tell her I'm alright
seven more years if only if she can hold on
seven more years and I'll be home again
david you got to tell her that I miss her
tell her I'll miss every day till then
but tell her it ain't so bad
and say you're my friend
say that I'm ok
and tell her too wate for me
and I'll be home again
getting home again
getting home again
david I said as he started to go
another years gone by
won't you write me some time
I'll miss you ,you know
but I'll make out alright
seven more years if only I can hold on
seven more years and I'll be home again
david you got to tell her that I miss her
tell her I'll miss her every day till then
but tell her it ain't so bad
please tell her my friend
say that I'm ok
and tell her to wate for me
and I'll be home again
getting home again
getting home again
getting home,getting home again
seven more years if only I can hold on
seven more years and I'll be home again
david you got to tell her that I miss her
tell her that I'll miss her every day till then
I only got seven more years
I only got seven more years
I know I got only got seven more lousy years
I only got seven more years
I only got seven more lousy years
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song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Peace On Earth / Little Drummer Boy (feat. Bing Crosby)
David: Hello...... you're the new butler?
Bing: Hahaha! Well, it's been a long time since I've been the new anything!
David: What's happened to Hudson?
Bing: I guess he's changing.
David: Yeah, he does that a lot, doesn't he? Uhm... Oh, I'm David Bowie, I live
down the road.
Bing: Oh!
David: Sir Percival let's me use his piano if he not around. He's not around, is
he?
Bing: I can honestly say I haven't seen him, but come on in! Come in!
David: But uh...
Bing: Come on in!
David: Are you related to sir Percival?
Bing: Well, distantly...
David: Oh, you're not the poor relation from America, right?
Bing: Ha! Gee... news sure travels fast, doesn't it? I'm Bing.
David: Oh, I'm pleased to meet you. You're the one that sings, right?
Bing: Well, right or wrong, I sing either way.
David: Oh well, I sing too.
Bing: Oh good! What kind of singing?
David: Mostly the contemporary stuff. Do you eh... do you like modern music?
Bing: Oh, I think it's marvellous! Some of it's really fine. But tell me, have you ever listened to any of the older fellows?
David: Oh yeah, sure. I like ah... John Lennon and the other one with eh...Harry
Nilsson.
Bing: Mmm... you go back that far, uh?
David: Yeah, I'm not as young as I look.
Bing: Haha, none of us is these days!
David: In fact I've got a six year old son. And he really gets excited around the Christmas holiday-thing.
Bing: Do you go in for anything of the traditional things in the... boy, household, Christmas time?
David: Oh yeah, most of them really. Presents, tree, decorations, agents sliding down the chimney...
Bing: What??
David: Oh, I was just seeing if you were paying attention.
Bing: Haha!
David: Actually, our family do most of the things that other families do. We
sing the same songs.
Bing: Do you?
David: Oh, I even have a go at 'White Christmas'.
Bing: You do, eh!
David: And this one. This is my son's favourite. Do you know this one?
Bing: Oh, I do indeed, it's a lovely theme.
And they told me pa-ram-pam-pam-pam
A new-born king to see pa-ram-pam-pam-pam
Our finest gifts we bring pa-ram-pam-pam-pam
Ra-pam-pam-pam, ra-pam-pam-pam
Peace on Earth, can it be
Years from now, perhaps we'll see
See the day of glory
See the day, when men of good will
Live in peace, live in peace again
Peace on Earth, can it be
Every child must be made aware
Every child must be made to care
Care enough for his fellow man
To give all the love that he can
I pray my wish will come true
For my child and your child too
He'll see the day of glory
See the day when men of good will
Live in peace, live in peace again
Peace on Earth, can it be
Can it be
Bing: It's a pretty theme, isn't it?
song performed by by David Bowie
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Therapeutic Animals
The story I am about to unfold
is the truth the way I was told.
We have often been told that dogs and cats
can help people in times of illness
that sometimes threaten their lives.
I have heard many stories how a daily visit of a dog or cat
on a hospital ward can improve patient’s health.
As I occasionally help with people,
who are mentally handicapped,
and I often talk to their carers.
Once I was told of a young girl
who was suffering from depression rages.
The medicine they gave her would quell them for a few days,
but had no lasting effect.
Someone suggested she might like to help care
for the animals they had.
Farm livestock such as pigs, sheep and goats
and for some reason she seem to have a special bond
with the sheep and they let her help with them.
As the months passed,
the rages were quelled completely.
She took great pride in the work she did
and everyone could see a vast improvement.
The animals took to her and where ever she went,
one or two would go with her.
She knew all their names and if she called them,
they came running to her, nudging her with affection,
the same kind she gave to them.
She now remains with them in her care
and is helping to teach others the skills she has learnt.
The unconditional love she gave them
was returned in full by these therapeutic animals.
29 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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Old Man (Fun Poem 20)
There was an old man,
who put a bet on a horse.
The bookie told him it was a winner,
and he thought he’d win a lot,
but when the race was over,
he found he’d bet on the wrong horse,
and he had lost a lot.
The moral of this story,
every story has one to be sure.
Next time you place a bet.
This I have to say to you.
Check that bet twice,
just to make sure,
you haven’t put your money on a sure loser.
poem by David Harris (16 May 2007)
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Confusion
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you mean to me
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you cannot see
Youre hiding from feelings, searching for more
Sharing and hoping, untouched for so long
Our lives still change from the way that we were
And now Ill tell you something I think you should know
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you mean to me
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you cannot see
You cause me confusion, you told me you cared
Hes calling these changes that last to the end
Ask me no questions, Ill tell you no lies
The past is your present, the future is mine
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you mean to me
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you cannot see
You tell me you need me, Ill make it this time
The thread wont divide us, the sensation survives
I was sure that I told you it was good from the face
Youve caused me some problems, youve taken my place
Why cant you see what you mean to me?
song performed by by New Order
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