Geometry Rap (continued)
A point's an exact location in space,
like your nose is in the middle of the front of your face.
A straight path of points that's going one way -
with only one endpoint — you’ve got a ray.
If two of these rays have the very same endpoint,
you’ve got yourself an angle--to dress up the joint!
A straight path of points that continues both ways
is what we call a line. See, honesty pays!
A plane's a flat surface that extends without end.
It goes in all directions - and it'll never bend.
Parallel lines in a plane never meet —
they just go on forever (must have really sore feet).
When other lines meet, I should be interjecting,
at one certain point--that's called intersecting.
So math’s really cool when you give it a beat –
while you’re using your brain, you can dance with your feet! |
The Geezer Rap
I was born in California in 1928.
Playing and performing at the ripe old age of eight.
In World War II, we played, it seems, for every local dance,
‘Cause all the grown up music men were off to war in France
(or Germany, or Japan).
At the College of the Pacific, my music paid my way,
But, a career in broadcasting was where my interests lay.
A highlight of these college years activities and pleasures,
Was a friendship with Dave Brubeck – one of jazzdom’s greatest treasures!
When out of school, ‘twas off to seek a job in wild L.A.
But jobs were rare – and my cupboard bare - so I found another way.
I joined a band, with funny hats, we did three shows a night.
They called me “Deadpan Digger Graves.” No smiles from me – that’s right.
A year of this, then back to look for that starting job, you see.
But no such luck, seems I was stuck, ‘twas piano bars for me.
And then it came! My first big break. My career began to flower!
I was a page at NBC – and paid a buck an hour!
(Few bars of We’re in the Money”
Then, parking lot, Music Rights, a network censor proud!
We covered up the cleavage, dirty words were not allowed!
As Film Program Manager, my last job at NBC,
I supervised the following shows, which were assigned to me.
Ironside, Man From Uncle,and Bonanza too,
I Dream of Jeannie, Debby Reynolds, just to name a few.
I was sent to London for six months to supervise a show.
(Mick Jagger was my neighbor in a house on Cheney Row.)
(Few bars of I Can’t Get No Satisfaction
Those years were full of work i loved –
Sixteen since I was hired.
And so it came as quite a shock
To learn that I was fired!
(Sting Chord – then up to rap beat again)
Within a week I found myself at MGM-TV -
In charge of Current Programs – an amazing break for me!
The Courtship of Eddie’s Father was a show both wise and cute,
And Medical Center’s Golden Globe confirmed its high repute.
When regime change came (it always does) another stroke of luck.
I produced a series in Vienna - made a tidy buck.
Eight one hour episodes - Bob Conrad was the star.
(He landed on his cranium – in a leap from top of car).
Then came a gap (it always does) this one about three years.
I played for parties, shows, and such, then again, good luck appears!
It’s off to far Australia, to a town called Adelaide,
I’m Executive Producer, where shows and films are made.
Back in the States, another lull, and lots more of the same.
It seems I’m getting older – yet in a young man’s game.
So it’s back to school – it’s really cool – and the goal for which I’m reaching
Is to get myself a Masters and spend ten years in teaching.
(Few bars of School Days)
Central Missouri State was awfully good to me,
I even taught a term in Wales, near Cardiff by the sea.
Though the winters in Missouri, were bitter cold and chilling
Those rich ten years of teaching were wonderfully fulfilling.
But even better yet than that,
Of all life’s greatest things -
There’s nothing that can match my life
Lived in Pagosa Springs!
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