Well... No work today. Too cold and no one wants to sit outside. The Riverside bells have pealed me awake with their muffled lies. Gray sky. Four hours of sleep. The Ginkgo trees on Seminary Row are beginning to turn. Soon theyll be a thick plantain yellow. The tree reminds me of a girl I knew. She was the village whore. I was the village idiot. Together we had stupid sex. Ive always been partial to whores and sluts. "We get along so well I can't even believe it..."
----Tom Waits, refering to his right hand.----
Today, Im gonna look at the Bitch, turn away and stick a knife into the Beast. Drink some coffee... Mmmmmm. Coffee: Coffee... Coffee Man? : Shay shlim... whadda ya shay ya shlap me upa shumma dat mudd, Fudd. I cup Joe, Shmoe! Whadda ya shay? Huh? Slurp. mmmmmmm.
Then maybe Ill take a nap before I have to maybe go into work again...
Peace.
Love to the girl gone and all you sunday morning fools.
C.
----Tom Waits, refering to his right hand.----
Today, Im gonna look at the Bitch, turn away and stick a knife into the Beast. Drink some coffee... Mmmmmm. Coffee: Coffee... Coffee Man? : Shay shlim... whadda ya shay ya shlap me upa shumma dat mudd, Fudd. I cup Joe, Shmoe! Whadda ya shay? Huh? Slurp. mmmmmmm.
Then maybe Ill take a nap before I have to maybe go into work again...
Peace.
Love to the girl gone and all you sunday morning fools.
C.
shayne:
well said in Pearl's set comments... had to come say it.
bittergirl:
Amen, my brother, amen.