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tiny chrome elevator
whisk me away
my keyboard shortcuts
aren't fast enough

Renaissance Affair

Sweet relief calms me down
Makes me drown
Lost and found
Neighbours complain
Sheets are stained
Hotel shower
The best around

Spacing from
Paris to New York
Silver sunglasses
Silver phone
Connect us to someone
Who doesn't know
About these feelings we can't control

People they want us to fall down
But we won't ever
Touch the ground
'Cause we're perfectly balanced
We'll float around
'Til noone is near
Do you hear this sound

Spacing from
Paris to New York
Silver sunglasses
Silver phone
Connect us to someone
Who doesn't know
About these feelings we can't control

This strange feeling captures us
It generates this huge fuzz
I miss you all the time
I must face
I miss your touch and your embrace

i dig on people
who can write haiku, too bad
they're mostly gay...damn

today's my birthday...somebody write me a song.

Also, there's a new guy in our office, he dresses really well and speaks with a south american accent. Quite the savvy émigré, I must say.

Funny Little Frog

Honey lovin you is the greatest thing
I get to be myself and I get to sing
I get to play at being irresponsible
I come home late at night and I love your soul
I never forget you in my prayers
I never have a bad thing to report

You’re my picture on the wall
You’re my vision in the hall
You’re the one I’m talking to
When I get in from my work
You are my girl, and you don’t even know it
I am livin out the life of a poet
I am the jester in the ancient court
You’re the funny little frog in my throat

My eye sight’s fading, my hearing’s dim
I can’t get insured for the state I’m in
I’m a danger to myself I’ve been starting fights
At the party at the club on a Saturday night
But I don’t get disapproving from my girl
She gets the all highlights wrapped in pearls..

You’re my picture on the wall
You’re my vision in the hall
You’re the one I’m talking to
When I get in from my work
You are my girl, and you don’t even know it
I am livin out the life of a poet
I am the jester in the ancient court
You’re the funny little frog in my throat

I had a conversation with you at night
It’s a little one sided but that’s allright
I tell you in the kitchen about my day
You sit on the bed in the dark changing places
With the ghost that was there before you came
You’ve come to save my life again

I don’t dare to touch your hand
I don’t dare to think of you
In a physical way
And I don’t know how you smell
You are the cover of my magazine
You’re my fashion tip, a living museum
I’d pay to visit you on rainy Sundays
I’ll maybe tell you all about it someday

We are the sleepyheads

Tired like the beggar with the cold inside his bones
Looking for the pleasure that he knew was so far gone
So far gone
I took a turn to myself
And I was surprised, cause I saw everyone who ever I had loved
I felt a whole lot better after that

People look at us and they think were doing fine
People look at us cause they see us all the time
All the time
But they never take to us
We've been in this town so long we may as well be dead
So long as people turn their heads
And cross the street whenever we walk on by

Someone told the truth when it really mattered most
The beauty of the moment is the beauty sadly lost
Sadly lost
So I went around to your house
Over tea and gin we talked about the things we read
In Luke and John the things he said

We're always mourning, we are the sleepyheads

Baby

Come quickly. The next 14 weeks will drag. I can't wait to hold you.

I Love Prophet MUHAMMED

I Kiss You!

I NEED a little Phatty...NEED people. Also, I love Mozart, have since I was little. I'd listen to Beach Boys, Bee Gees, the Beatles (wow, lots of B's) and Mozart. I lived in So Cal and my dad was a beatnik. Mom was in school getting a masters in Musicology. I was very tan and blonde, and I loved Mozart and was not ashamed.

Synthesizers, Theremins and Little Phatty's

Oooh, the sound of synthesizers and theremins. Bringing electricity to life via sound. How much fun to hear spacey sounds that float your thoughts off into the ether? Did you know moog just came out with a new synth themselves? It's called the Little Phatty and looks freakin sweet. It does less then their full fledged voyager but also costs less.

I want me a Little Phatty. :)

Damn SEE GULZ

Sometimes I sit in the bath listening to Morrisey and then I wonder if I'm being a little dramatic, which only makes me laugh, then sadly cry at the fact that I'm absolutely crazy. Plus, I can drive a boat (which I already knew but the other day in my bathtub I remembered it), which is handy if we ever all go on a cruise and el capitan dies at the wheel. Score.

Yo, find a mug for me thats so big I have to strain to pick it up.

I am dreaming SO weird lately. Hm. Oh, and sometimes I'm Audrey Hepburn and my scarf starts to blow off and my best friend Kris, who is Bridget Bardot in my dreams, well she comes over and ties it tight around my chin and says "darling, you mustn't wear it so loose, the seagulls will have an absolute HAYday with it!" and tromps off.

yay!

Audio Books are Fun

What's better then reading your favorite author? Hearing their work read outloud by them or a professional that's what. Working online or going for a walk I like to listen to audio books on all types of different things like buddhism, beat poetry, marketing or whatever. Right now I'm listening to All Marketers Are Liars and The Big Moo by Seth Godin. If you haven't gotten into digital audio books then I suggest looking into it. It might make your work day go by a little faster if your stuck at a day job in front of a computer.