Here we go again...

 

Go Sawks!

 

 

Oh no! They're losing! Now all the Yankee bandwagon fans are going to be in my face! Connection between them and Giambi's intestinal parasites merely a coincidence? Hmmmm.

Vitamin D

Dawn. Long Branch, NJ. 6/19/04.

 

What do I look like when I talk to anyone?

Revalation

This is the song and these are the lyrics that whipped me into shape yesterday. I know that I post favorite lyrics periodically, perhaps to a fault. But this made me sit in my car (idling in the driveway) and think and totally recontemplate. Result? I win.

Ben Folds Five : Mess

 

there was a time when i had nothing to explain
oh, this mess i have made
but then things got complicated
my innocence has all but faded
oh, this mess i have made

and i don't believe in god
so i can't be saved
all alone as i've learned to be
in this mess i have made

all the untested virtue
the things i said i'd never do
least of all to you
i know he's kind and true
i know that he is good to you
he'll never care for you more than i do

but i don't believe in love
and i can't be changed
all alone as i've learned to be
in this mess
i have made the same mistakes
over and over again

there are rooms in this house that i don't open anymore
dusty books of pictures on the floor
that she will never see
she'll never see that part of me
i want to be for her
what i could never be for you

but i don't believe in god
so i can't be saved
all alone as i've learned to be
in this mess i have made

Mets vs. Yankees

Let's go Mets!

Let's go Mets!

Let's go Mets!

Let's go Mets!

 

Dumb rhyme redux

I smoke and drink and ply and think

and work and play every day

this life is a messed up interstate ride

over and over I’ve died and died

I run and read and trip and bleed

I surf and slave and try to behave

But I can’t I won’t I hate to be told

What to be like to fit the  set  mold

I’m my own judge, I’m my own jury

I snap at the leash in a fit of fury

Rivalry: Mets vs. Yankees

(late entry....)

Mets and Yankees in an eternal rain delay. I intuitively infer that people all over the tri-state area (NJ, NY, CT) are drinking beer in desperation. This could get ugly.

 

I’ve used the “ugly” term a few times before. Only once has it been drama-queen discombobulated. To me, ugly means unedited and sloppy. To those with a mission, it means something else entirely. As in “mixed message”.