Tuesday, October 17, 2006

New Song: Venez Le Jeu Avec Moi.

Current mood: blank

This time the subject is a large French penguin name Jean-Poisson. Beyond that I can't tell you much. Because, perhaps, I know far less than that. Or it could be that "when the moon hits your I with a big piece of pie, that a Morey."

So, thinking about this... as I am now, I see that this is what yesterday thought the dust from burger might bring and I am filled with Joy and new found knowledge and I will not sell my soul or my bronzed puppy. NO, instead I will just continue to be the last lingering hint of something that has never been and that never should begin to pretend to not to be. I am frothy and welcome.

Sunday, October 15, 2006


On the 25th day of the 12th month, one cab be well assured that all that is… is. It's like when Winter sneaks a peak at what Spring as on tap and decides that it is too good for us and therefore Winter decides to linger on. Oh, jealous Winter. Rarely the season for Brides… Instead the season of hearty warm foods.

What makes a season so unlovable… and what makes us like Winter?