We crawl through the city on broken knees ( Read more... )

Scion of the Cinderella generation
Raised in the shadow of a warm 50s Eden,
Where Father knew best and Mom was well dressed
And the world was as God had made it.

Latchkey kid,
Daughter of the weekend dad -
Or every other weekend, in my case -
Raised in the age of steps and halves.

A step away from mother or father,
Half a brother, half a sister.
Fractured ( Read more... )

 This is for the gastro ninjas ( Read more... )

I kept looking around for a bakery ( Read more... )

These words floated back to me today on a wave of free association, apropos of nothing, and slapped me in the face with all of my own suffering.

Now being without you
Takes a lot of getting used to
Should learn to live with it
But I don't want to
Being without you
Is all a big mistake
Instead of getting easier
It's the hardest thing to take
-- Chicago, ( Read more... )

Many years ago, I discovered a great collection of movie music through my local library called The Great Fantasy Adventure Album.  I loved it so much that I acquired a copy for myself, and for years after, it became my standard studying music.  I cannot tell you how many papers I wrote while listening to these songs (though I ended up adding one ( Read more... )

The mix CD I made for my car today ( Read more... )

So I think I found a new anthem on the radio while I was driving to work this morning.

Cage the Elephant - Ain't No Rest for the Wicked

I was walking down the street,
When out the corner of my eye
I saw a pretty little thing approaching me.
She said "I've never seen a man
Who looks so all alone,
Could you use a little company?
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And were I to make tattoos out of this work, the phrases in bold would be the ones ( Read more... )

Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.

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