we are million year old carbon.
So, I've had some weird hits today.
I got homesick.
I wondered if I should care about things that no longer phase me.
And I talked to someone who I wonder if I should even regard as anything important in my life.
Because that's how it goes.
Now, I'm listening to Joni. And the memories from that are fun.
Being in Stone Harbor with Joe while he gave me shit for liking her. Not so much gave me shit but I felt embarrassed. And we named my red coat Benedict. Lame, I know.
I was thinking about him the other night, too. I saw "X2" with him the weekend it came out. I wore a glow necklace so Liam could find us. Liam never showed up. I was a wee bit bummed that we all spoke over "The Scene Where We Reaffirm Everyone's Name" (when we saw it in the theatre we said everyone's name after every line and howled with laughter everytime the actors did the same).
I love this song. This is why Joe made fun of me. "Conversation."
And I only say "hello" and turn away
Before his lady knows
How much I wanna see him
She removes him like a ring to wash her hands
She only brings him out to show her friends
I wanna free him
Secrets and sharing soda
That's how our time began
Love is a story told to a friend
It's second-hand
Wow, Joni, how did you know what I did in high school?
I want to run away with this song.
Into the night where no one will find me except everyone.
I need sleep. At least I should.
Now me I play for fortune
And those velvet curtain calls
I got a black limousine and two gentle men
Escorting me to the halls.
And I'll play if you have the money
Or if you're a friend to me
But the one man band
By the quick-lunch stand
He was playing real good, for free.
I love that verse. The image is just so rich for me. Plus... that's how I feel.
I've been thinking recently, about when I saw the Pixies. I saw Kim Deal. I saw Frank Black. I was in the same room that they were.
They did not see me.
My brother has seen David Byrne, and furthermore, David Byrne has seen my brother - riding the L.
James Taylor has given my mother a rose.
Edward Hermann has seen me look at Cezanne.
Paul Simon snubbed my dad.
I eagerly look forward to the day that my brother can say, "Frank Black saw me."
Or I can say "Mary Louise Parker saw me." (or that she read for a character - oh please!)
What does that mean?
I got homesick.
I wondered if I should care about things that no longer phase me.
And I talked to someone who I wonder if I should even regard as anything important in my life.
Because that's how it goes.
Now, I'm listening to Joni. And the memories from that are fun.
Being in Stone Harbor with Joe while he gave me shit for liking her. Not so much gave me shit but I felt embarrassed. And we named my red coat Benedict. Lame, I know.
I was thinking about him the other night, too. I saw "X2" with him the weekend it came out. I wore a glow necklace so Liam could find us. Liam never showed up. I was a wee bit bummed that we all spoke over "The Scene Where We Reaffirm Everyone's Name" (when we saw it in the theatre we said everyone's name after every line and howled with laughter everytime the actors did the same).
I love this song. This is why Joe made fun of me. "Conversation."
And I only say "hello" and turn away
Before his lady knows
How much I wanna see him
She removes him like a ring to wash her hands
She only brings him out to show her friends
I wanna free him
Secrets and sharing soda
That's how our time began
Love is a story told to a friend
It's second-hand
Wow, Joni, how did you know what I did in high school?
I want to run away with this song.
Into the night where no one will find me except everyone.
I need sleep. At least I should.
Now me I play for fortune
And those velvet curtain calls
I got a black limousine and two gentle men
Escorting me to the halls.
And I'll play if you have the money
Or if you're a friend to me
But the one man band
By the quick-lunch stand
He was playing real good, for free.
I love that verse. The image is just so rich for me. Plus... that's how I feel.
I've been thinking recently, about when I saw the Pixies. I saw Kim Deal. I saw Frank Black. I was in the same room that they were.
They did not see me.
My brother has seen David Byrne, and furthermore, David Byrne has seen my brother - riding the L.
James Taylor has given my mother a rose.
Edward Hermann has seen me look at Cezanne.
Paul Simon snubbed my dad.
I eagerly look forward to the day that my brother can say, "Frank Black saw me."
Or I can say "Mary Louise Parker saw me." (or that she read for a character - oh please!)
What does that mean?