Saturday Night at Voo's House...back in the day....When Crazy was Real, Ya'll!

Voo.....aka The Pink Lady aka Madonna

aka The Girl Who Lost Her Buttons

Get This Party Started!

                                       Yes, every Saturday was Halloween at Voo's house

Costumes were not only encouraged but required

Neighborhood girls frequently raided my closets, much to their

mothers' chagrin. We were a glamorous lot! Sometimes we did shows

and photo shoots on the front lawn (and caused many car wrecks.)

"I can't tell you how many times I heard mothers screaming

at their kids across the street "Get in that house and change your clothes!!!

You look like a bunch a hookers!!!!"

No...they looked like me....Voo, the Diva.  sigh

                                   **Their moms preferred them to dress like this

but....you know...girls will be girls

and they all wanted to be me, apparently.
👼

Me in my 14 and one half minutes of fame

Various people who showed up on Saturday nights

The Saturn guy. nobody knew his name...

Bruce in disguise

anybody here remember Bruce?
me, neither......

                                                          Me in my pink prom dress 6 yrs after prom

I look like a Barbie doll!  I wondered why Ken dolls

were following me everywhere I went...

but I was chasing NSYNC dolls and G I JOE dolls

and MC HAMMER dolls  and stuff

                                                 Men really must love pink and black cars!

Guys were always coming by to check out my....paint job

Magic the Cat going to his Cat Prom

He bit the limo driver as I recall

because the bottle of milk wasn't chilled to his liking

and 3 of his 6 prom dates got into a huge cat fight later that evening

(Magic was such a player!)

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Mr T as a child

Lenny and Chad

T-Wayne, the non-Jewish wannabe rapper

who could only rap in hillbilly and Hebrew

(so sad)

👀👀

 Risky Rusty Rusky from Australia

my partner in poetic crime

and inventor of Ear Socks and other ridiculous fashions

that never caught on......

These two shall forever remain anonymous

                                          Hey, those are My pajamas!!!!

The non famous painting of a famous painter

painting a semi famous infamous Voo who has since become

relatively famous in some infamous parts of the internet

and/ or other known and unknown parts of the galaxy.....

and asylum waiting rooms everywhere!!!

                                      I had my Marilyn Monroe phase too.

For years, people would stop when I was outside and ask for Marilyn's

autograph till they realized that she was dead. But my house was

a real life haunted house so I just signed as "Marilyn Monroe's Ghost"

Women scorned but guys loved me....

😍🤩😱😊❤️

I kept the neighbors entertained. Once I invited some people over for a barbecue/get together in my back yard. I got everything set up and went to take a shower and get dressed and when I came back outside to see if anyone had shown up yet......there were about 300 people out there!!!! Not one inch of the lawn was un- covered by people, blankets or lawn chairs!!!! I was stunned!!! I didn't even know half of them! That party is still talked about till this day!!! Even some local celebrities showed up! And some infamous YouTube stars that I will not mention at this time.......

Ok....Ok  it's

Betty and Elton, local and off planet legends 

💜💜💜💜

One Saturday night, I threw a surprise wedding

on my lawn. It was 32 degrees that night and 81

the next day.....The preacher (a friend of mine)

offered us a hundred dollars to call it off till

it got warmer.....we refused......It was a magical

night. (cost me $2000.00 to decorate the lawn plus

wedding cake, etc but it was worth it)

(true story)

😱

 Smitty, Bear, Kristoff and LeeNut

(That's my buddy Smitty with the rose in his hair)

completely insane guy...once set his own eyebrows

on fire just for a laugh....

              ⬇️

Impromptu concert and runway modeling........
followed by the traditional eating of the pizza
and daring Smitty to do something outrageous...
(Not that he ever needed encouraging to do something
outrageous) Usually all of his "Hey, Ya'll, watch this!" entreaties
were followed by our "Oh, my God!!! Is he dead!!!?")

He once went to a party with me with all his clothes on
backwards......people were so confused all night....
(And it was darned hard to button up his collar and tie
his tie down his back, let me tell you....!!!)

Once he went to an event with me and Chris, my girlfriend
and we had to stop for gas on the way. I had my fur coat
in my car and he was in the other car with Chris. As we girls 
were pumping the gas for both cars, he put on my fur coat
and a hat and pretended he was our "pimp" and was
ordering us around and yelling that we were too slow
and wasting time when we could be making him money!!!
We were so embarrassed because it drew a crowd....
but we got our revenge later when we took him out in the woods
and pistol whipped him, took all his money and put him out
in the Red Light district which we thought was appropriate.......
wearing one sock and shoe and  no shirt and with 

SUPER PIMP written on his chest in magic marker....

(not really) (maybe) (I ain't sayin')

 Smitty, where are you, son? In Jamaica, Joplin or jail???? 

Voo braids guy's hair into multicolored curly things.....

After too many Purple Passion drinks on the part of both parties...

they could never get them out and eventually they

had to be surgically removed......

Prince makes an unexpected surprise visit.....

He said Paisley Park had gotten much too

boring for him and he had heard about

Voo's Place and came to check it out....

He did four numbers and told me what they all meant in morse code

I helped him write his next album
which has not been released yet so stay tuned....Oops!
One number we co-wrote was called Voo Voo's Voo Oodle Doo
He said it was pretty delirious and was going to have to tweak it
down .........alas..!!!! It's somewhere in his vault...
along with a picture of me wearing something.....
purple.....(Or maybe he took it with him, who knows? May he R.I.P.)

💜💜💜💜

One night three adorable little elves showed up

and sang me carols till I was forced to turn the water

hoses on them and run them away. (They looked

suspiciously like me which was all the more upsetting)

Especially when I remembered that winter when my dad

got lost at the North Pole and didn't get back home till Spring)

Oh, now that makes sense!!!!! For their last number, 

they did Papa Was a Rolling Stone....I thought that was

odd.........but now......hmmmmm I remember Mama

never celebrated Christmas after that with her

usual enthusiasm....

Joe Joe, one of my occasional Saturday night guests 
trying to hitch a ride to my house............(I told him he might

have better luck if he would just leave the axe at home

but he said it was given to him by his cousin Lizzie and that

he would not part with it) (But he cuts wood for my fireplace

for free so I don't complain much) (Except I no longer have a fireplace)

Joe Joe McDo

Joe Joe's favorite song....

That shameful, it will go down in history night
when we all got pickled on Purple Passion
and decided to dye one another's hair and miscellaneous
other parts of our beings.....PURPLE!!!!!

I was young and stupid, I had an afro....I loved Purple Rain by Prince
so I thought.....why not??? It seemed like a perfectly logical
thing to do at the time..........

(Except I didn't appreciate those 12 years of continuous

blackmail till I got all the photos back)

   

                          

Then there was the night we instituted a dress code
for all the cats in my neighborhood............
The only feline that co-operated was this little guy
named Billy........
Who was ganged up on later by the rebellious
cats who could not be swayed by promises of 
Meow Mix and cat toys....
SO.........We just held them hostage and dressed 
them up like paper dolls and set them loose 
to explain why they came home wearing tutus
and little tiaras.....It was hilarious!!!
I LOVE CATS!!!!!
But my slogan has always been:
What's the use in having a cat if you can't torment it?? lol
Fair is fair, cats love to torment us......

Omar who came to love his Mickey Mouse ears.....

poor Chloe......she hated my guts.......

And here's Baby.....in her knee socks and 
Strawberry Shortcake bonnet.....

yes, it's true, I had a Groucho fetish.......sigh

and Homer...who hated wearing dresses, 
pajamas, shoes, and also the name Homer.....

LeeNut goes full blown Groucho Marx
one Saturday night. My house was always 
full of kids, friends, relatives and
people I didn't even know.......it
was the place to be. I miss those days.

(me sitting on porch of my former house)

The house is gone now. All that remains

are the front steps that lead to...Nowhere!

(And the cemetery, of course) Lots of memories, pets

and former lovers there, alas!  sigh  I mean...NOT!!)

You don't even want to know...........
and I don't want to tell you EVER!!!............

BabyTwo Hats

(yes, we even dressed up the children!!!!

omg, the poor children!!!!)
This is the same toddler who was later seen being dragged across the Toys R Us

parking lot kicking and screaming

"No! No! I don't wanna go to Toys R Us! You can't make me!!"

                                  We never knew why but if anyone had caught that scene on video                                                          we'd all be trending now and possibly YT millionaires,,,,,

His Native American name was Little Laughing Pony

but he didn't like that either

The only things he ever truly liked

was cheese and chicken nuggets 🐔

😄😄

Jethro the Cat who Sat.......
like a person
and supervised our parties
from under the safety of a table.

now......let's do it!!! Let's be....

Bustin Loose, ya'll

I Can Make You Dance

(I'll put Hot Sauce in your pants)

Lean On Me...The Raisins

*************DISCLAIMER*************

Not everything stated here is 100% true

(some things are 200% true)

Some things have been toned down

but I have repented so it's all good.

(However, I am still 750% CRAZY!!!!)

and mean..........real mean......

Someone dressed as John the Babtist

came by at least once a month on the third Saturday of the month

(cause he liked the number third, he said) to lecture us and warn us of 

the flames down below if we kept disturbing the peace. 

Since the whole neighborhood was usually at my place 

I didn't pay him much attention.

 One Tuesday he showed up without his staff and

presented me with a big bouquet and a box of candy 

so I figured he was just lonely.....

FYI ladies.......

and remember........

My character on a MYSPACE group/forum/page/thingie that

Rusty Rusky created back in the day. Captain Princess Voo.

We had quite a few famous and infamous participants on JUPITER'S CHILD

Anyone here remember that? Alas, we drank too much Romulan ale and 

crashed into a bunch of Borgs. We did NOT assimilate happily and ended up 

in Klingon clutches. Rusky fell in love with one of their crabfaced females and 

she talked them into letting us go eventually but we were all wearing red shirts 

because all our regular shirts were in the Jupiter's Child Starship's

 dirty clothes hamper so we all ended up....you know.....

going to where none of us had ever gone before...... 

A really deep and dark black hole

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No! No! I was already there before they got there!

 Goodnight, ya'll. You don't have to go home 

but ya can't stay here......

(That means YOU)

How! 

How do I get home?!

"Catch a stagecoach?"

Lest We Forget

 

Lest We Forget

Lest we forget

The dying of the day

When all the gold in this world

Ebbed away

And night as blankets

Fell in dark to cover

The crying child, the savage wild

The lover

The lover, lonely

In his shipwrecked bed

With naught but nightmares

Crying in his head

Lest we forget

The smiles

Now turned to scorn

As bittersweet sunrises

Call to morn

The morn

That dares not look upon the sky

But catches dreams in it's hands

As they die

For what is life

Without a dream to dream

All happy laughter

Turned into a scream

Perhaps we'll never know

Why love departed

And left it's ragged remnants

To this race so broken hearted

The world in sadness wept 

And it weeps yet

But raise those remnants high

Lest we forget.

©️by Voo Shining Stone

April 25, 2025

3 p.m.

I Love Me some Lawrence Park

 

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Oh Heck, Yeah! This The Jam, Ya'll.... cruising the back roads in my pink and black Monte Carlo

 

I Went Down Dead and Came Back Half Alive

                                    

  

 .....Vapor by Aleah...great song

                       adds so much to this experience....

I Went Down Dead
And Came Back Half Alive

backstory.............

(Meeting you 

Was like the end of the blues

At the end of the lonely

At the end of the rainbow

On a Friday night in Memphis

Before the King died.)

There you were

In black leather and hair

Looking, pretending

Like you had not a care.....

And there I was standing

In my leather and lace

My heart like a time bomb

And my life on my face......

Devil in your heart

Devil in your mind

Devil in your intentions

So mistaken for kind.

I was a kid in a candy store

With no money to spend

And you were dark chocolate

Double-coated in sin.

In the shade of the Peabody

The ducks paraded on by

As your lips touched my fingers

Soft as clouds in the sky.

I was enamored by romance

I was dazzled by dust

You convinced me you loved me

We both know it was lust.

There was something inside me

That bid something in you

That then slithered up to me

Hiding lies from the true.

A white horse and white carriage
Rode us through all the rain
My arms pricked with red roses
That ignored all the pain.

To the junk yards of Memphis

With their rusted out cars

We ran singing the blues songs

That came streaming from bars.

In the back of a Thunderbird

With the storm on the roof

You said you wanted me so much

And then gave me the proof.

In the dawn we walked back

In the mist and the fog

To the calls of the whippoorwills

And the growls of a dog.

Our arms ‘twined up together

Our heads heavy with sleep

Our bodies emptied of yearning

And my heart digging deep.

“Till tomorrow.” you whispered

Kissed my cheek and was gone

And I stood in the shadows

So amazed and alone.

Falling later on my bed

The sun burgled inside

Like a thief stealing memories

There I laughed, then I cried.

          And I laughed through the noon time

And I laughed all the day

And I laughed till the darkness

Took the sunshine away.

Then I ran down to Downtown

And I looked for you there

To  the lobby of the Hotel,

To Beale Street and the Square.

I was breathless and anxious

Full of tension and fear

That you’d just been a vision

That my heart had brought here.

So I sat on an iron bench

All bereft and perturbed

Till a black motorcycle

Purred it’s way to the curb.

And your black glove, it beckoned

And I ran to your side

Threw my arms around your waist

As we roared off to ride.

Through the streets and the starlight

To the river of mud

Past the city and country

With such fire in our blood.

Our hair blown back like ribbons

In the sweet Memphis breeze

And we melded together

Like the bark and the trees.

To the grass on a hill top

‘Neath the moonlight so bright

There we clung like two dreamers

Holding on to the night.

And for days I just sleepwalked

As I waited for dark

And your beautiful brown eyes

Full of danger and spark.

So alive in your presence

Like I’d not been before

Just a dead woman walking

Through a mausoleum door.

Looking for something living

That I never had found

On the earth, in the heavens

In the sea, on the ground.

Till that night brought you to me

Out of vapor and hope

And then bound me forever

With a cruel velvet rope.

And your soft voice calls to me

Though I don’t see your face

I have searched every where

And have found not a trace.

But I feel you beside me

And behind and within

Like the caress of a raindrop

And a cold winter wind.

Love, you found me in Memphis

On that wet city street

As you rescued the roses

That had dropped at my feet.

And you smiled as you sang me

 “Are You Lonesome Tonight?”

Brought me joy and such misery

When you dropped from my sight.

I  don’t know what I’ve done

I don’t know what I said

I was dead when you met me

Now I’m only half dead.

Haunting me, you remain

In my heart and my mind

Where I still see your face

Though my eyes have gone blind.

To the pain and the pleasure

To the sun and the rain

Every night I go searching

Till I find you again.

end story……………….

(Losing you

Was like gasping for breath

At the end of a nightmare

At the end of the night

And lonely long nights in Memphis

After the King died.) 

By Voo

© April 8, 2012

9:28 p.m.

                                              .............R.I.P. Cousin E............see you on 
                                                 the other side..........