Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Random Picture


Monday, July 13, 2009

Monday Song...

Words keep falling from my mouth,
Trying just to slow them down.
Keep on spilling around,
Saying, "Why do you hurt me?"
And if anger is my gift,
The only gift I'm fit to bring,
Then put me on your shelf,
See the winter in me.
If it's the only gift I'm fit to give,
Then put me on your shelf,
I don't want to live.
What's in that suitcase?
A picture and a name.
Brought here from someplace,
Not brought here to stay.
She picks up the pieces,
Puts down the phone.
Yes baby's not speaking to her angel anymore, no.
If it's the only gift I'm fit to give,
Then put me on your shelf,
I don't want to live.
If it's the only gift I'm fit to give,
Then put me on your shelf,
I don't want to live, this way, this way, my love,
This way, this way, my love.
All of my actions
Of no consequence of you.
My love and affection just doesn't know what to do...
How can I love anyone else,
When I can't trust my...

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Sat Morn

Clippin' my hair listening to
Maxwell's Urban Hang Suite
on a beautiful AM

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Sketchbook

I drew this on the one of thise strips of paper they use at JoAnn's to wrap the fabric remnants in last fall, while at Brie's house...
And a "bonus" doodle

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Stick Me

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Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Random Picture


This one's for Mark, Gabe, Jim, Eric, and my dad...

Monday, July 6, 2009

Ouch

So Brie and I are driving home yesterday after a long weekend away and my arm is half out the window, resting there, elbow out.

What are the odds of this happening…
A bee flies into my arm (or maybe my arm ran into the bee) and stings me, and sticks there.
I pull my arm into the car, see the bee and flick it off… Stinger intact.
He lives to sting another day...

Monday Morning Song


There's such a sad love
Deep in your eyes.
A kind of pale jewel
Open and closed
Within your eyes.
I'll place the sky
Within your eyes.
There's such a fooled heart
Beatin' so fast
In search of new dreams.
A love that will last
Within your heart.
I'll place the moon
Within your heart.
As the pain sweeps through,
Makes no sense for you.
Every thrill is gone.
Wasn't too much fun at all,
But I'll be there for you
As the world falls down.
Falling.
Falling down.
Falling in love.
I'll paint you mornings of gold.
I'll spin you Valentine evenings.
Though we're strangers 'til now,
We're choosing the path
Between the stars.
I'll leave my love
Between the stars.
As the pain sweeps through,
Makes no sense for you.
Every thrill is gone.
Wasn't too much fun at all,
But I'll be there for you
As the world falls down.
Falling
As the world falls down.
Makes no sense to fall.
Falling
As the world falls down.
Falling.
Falling in love
As the world falls down.