Friday, May 22, 2009

I've got a feeling
I think that everybody knows

This couple was taking a road trip across Texas. They stopped in Dallas for gas.

They bought a bag of Cheetoes and found Jesus.

The named him, "Cheesus."


Sometimes we lose the thread. All thumbs.


If you added up all the times you fucked up, what would it be?

For me, it would be a lot more than twice.

Looking for an escape valve.

It could be rock and roll or good fiction.

Maybe a movie, or something that will make you forget about where you actually are.

Stuck, stuck, stuck... we're all stuck.

There is no real reason. You just have to make it happen.

Get into a wood barrel and float through Mirkwood. I love you, but enough is enough.

You have to take your joy when you can.

Get the Mitten together.

Make a little noise.



I need more Frank Sinatra in my life.

And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.

My friend, I'll say it clear,
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full.
I've traveled each and every highway;

And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, I've had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.

I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption...

I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,

But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.