Josh, your ads are working. I now own a Ford Explorer filled with Tootsie Pops and I have met the love of my life who I will be taking to NYC for New Years Eve (in my Ford Explorer). Thanks.
So I say fuck it. So I don’t skate. Doesn’t mean I’m not a fan and it also doesn’t mean I don’t have many things to ramble on about.
So ramble on I will……..
Tackleberry was just spotted on Becker. Kind of weird because I saw Mahoney on Veronica Mars earlier. The other day I couldn’t get Paula Abdul’s song “Opposites Attract” out of my head, then, out of nowhere, Peter was dressed like a cat and dancing with Paula on Family Guy. I think I have a special bond with television. Perhaps T.V. and I are on the same wavelength. Get it? Wavelength? I’ll shut up now.
Since Josh likes to post pictures now, I will have to change it up and post poetry.
Tears in Sleep
by Louise Bogan
All night the cocks crew, under a moon like day,
And I, in the cage of sleep, on a stranger’s breast,
Shed tears, like a task not to be put away—
In the false light, false grief in my happy bed,
A labor of tears, set against joy’s undoing.
I would not wake at your word, I had tears to say.
I clung to the bars of the dream and they were said,
And pain’s derisive hand had given me rest
From the night giving off flames, and the dark renewing.