It's Been A While.
Well, not much new to write here, except to remind myself I need to write more. Maybe poetry, I dunno. It's been a long long time since I've written a poem, even longer since I've written a good one, so I gotta get back in business.
"And all that followed fell
Like murcury to hell
Somehow we lost outselves for the last time...
And I don't dream since I quit sleeping
And I haven't slept since I met you
And you can't breathe without coughin' in daytime
...Neither can I...So whaddya say...
Your coffin or mine."
-Alkaline Trio--"Blue in the Face"
Yeah, good song.
Here's an oldy. hah "How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?"
Oooh, one better, gotta remember this one. Been a while. Blah blah, say it fast and stuff. "I'm not the fig plucker or the fig plucker's son, but I'll pluck your figs 'till the fig plucker comes."
So...blech.
"And all that followed fell
Like murcury to hell
Somehow we lost outselves for the last time...
And I don't dream since I quit sleeping
And I haven't slept since I met you
And you can't breathe without coughin' in daytime
...Neither can I...So whaddya say...
Your coffin or mine."
-Alkaline Trio--"Blue in the Face"
Yeah, good song.
Here's an oldy. hah "How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?"
Oooh, one better, gotta remember this one. Been a while. Blah blah, say it fast and stuff. "I'm not the fig plucker or the fig plucker's son, but I'll pluck your figs 'till the fig plucker comes."
So...blech.