Loose Parts by Dave Blazek for January 29, 2016

Be careful at the company party, though.

Stay away from the pop.

Farside…. especially after a few glasses of bubbly.

Keep your hands off that bubble wrap! That’s mine!

What do they use to protect bubble wrap when they ship it from the mine?

It’s the new mashup – Lawrence Welk and Jay ZBubble Rap.

what happens.They get busted?

If we keep reading Loose Parts, we’re going to end up with bubblewrap MINDS. This is really way out there. Love the absurdity of it all.

No reason for the closed-toe shoes anymore either! I feel bad for the folks in the Lego mine. The best boots can’t help you when there are Legos all over the place.

Every mornin’ at the mine you could see him arriveHe stood six foot six and weighed two forty fiveKinda broad at the shoulder and narrow at the hipAnd everybody knew ya didn’t give no lip to big John(Big John, big John) big bad John (big John)

Nobody seemed to know where John called homeHe just drifted into town and stayed all aloneHe didn’t say much, kinda quiet and shyAnd if you spoke at all, you just said hi to Big John

Somebody said he came from New OrleansWhere he got in a fight over a Cajun QueenAnd a crashin’ blow from a huge right handSent a Louisiana fellow to the promised land, big John(Big John, big John) big bad John (big John)

Then came the day at the bottom of the mineWhen a timber cracked and men started cryin’Miners were prayin’ and hearts beat fastAnd everybody thought that they’d breathed their last, ‘cept John

Through the dust and the smoke of this man-made hellWalked a giant of a man that the miners knew wellGrabbed a saggin’ timber, gave out with a groanAnd like a giant oak tree he just stood there alone, big John(Big John, big John) big bad John (big John)

And with all of his strength he gave a mighty shoveThen a miner yelled out, there’s a light up aboveAnd twenty men scrambled from a would-be graveNow there’s only one left down there to save, big John

With jacks and timbers they started back downThen came that rumble way down in the groundAnd then smoke and gas belched out of that mineEverybody knew it was the end of the line for big John(Big John, big John) big bad John (big John)

Now they never reopened that worthless pitThey just placed a marble stand in front of itThese few words are written on that standAt the bottom of this mine lies a big, big man, big John(Big John, big John) big bad John (big John)

(Big John, big John) big bad John (big John)

RIP Jimmy Dean

Great, Dave!