Weekly Ramblings
- I wish my days weren't numbered. I'd like to put them all in a hat, jumble them up, and then pick them out at random. #
- Why am I flickering and why is the world moving so slow? Ah, I knew time wasn't a dimension. #
- Get The Indestructible Beat of Soweto and start a musical journey in ten different directions. #
- If you don't have any Joe Strummer And The Mescaleros in your music collection, then your collection is inadequate. #
- I'm in serious need of a chocolate milkshake. I wonder how long I can resist this addiction. #
- Mmmmmmmultiple meanings: I'm here for your soul. #
- Let's find ourselves lost, across this table, across oceans, across our hope, across this bed, across our hearts, let's find ourselves lost. #
- Nothing but glory and hopeful anticipation on this beautiful Sunday morning. Oh, and dolphins. AND eggy in a basket with a cup of tea. #
- I know I went a little overboard last night, but how did I wake up with a tan? #
- "is he serious?" "I don't know, I think so" "it's hard to tell with him" "is he high?" "yeah, but I don't think it matters with him" Shhhhh. #
- Walking and spilling bits of bones and souls and hearts from my pocket, my breadcrumbs back to you. #
- Ha. This will all be forgotten soon enough. #
- Hiding behind the truth. #
- Primum nil nocere #
- I don't think I can put you back in the bottle. #
- Dancing like Earth, she's dancing like fire, and we hear the joy sing through when she's preaching to the celestial choir. #
- I wish we had a DVR for supernovae. #
- I'd build you a castle in the sky but then you'd refuse to admit you have wings. #
- It appears entropy is subject to reverse psychology. #
- Somebody is making their way in, somebody wants to know, I've been trying to figure things out, so they won't have far to go. #
- Joshua fought the battle of Jericho, Jericho, Jericho, Joshua fought the battle of Jericho and the walls came tumbling down. #
- I can tell I'm going to have shark dreams. I really don't like sharks. #
- I feel violated. Blissful soul violation. Like some perverted existential soul rape fantasy made real. #
- I keep walking by my mixing desk and looking at the 'record' button, but can't manage to press it. #
- Maybe you know something, and maybe you don't. The hard part is that sometimes it just doesn't matter either way. #








