Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Where in the world is Nora Santiago?
baseball greetings from Comerica Park... thanks eric for the terrific shot of the crowd...
nearing september
My girl has split for Siam.... you can check her out at: norainbangkok.blogspot.com
have been reading two fantastic things lately... Saving Daylight by Jim Harrison and the
Gospel of Luke... by Luke. poetry exists everywhere
attending the Wilde Awards tonight... thrown by Between the Lines
Chuck Reynolds and i are up for a duo award... FREE EATS and expensive gin
rehearsals for Closer are really stretching me... a tough, vibrant script...
the human condition is so ugly it borders on gorgeous.
more to come soon...
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
don't burn your tongue on freedom
all along the turnpike of ohia while
Napoleon the lITTLe gEneral snoozed
i gots a pot full a gumBO and i'm chasin
three nephews on the 13th day of August
Tallmadge looks alot like Akron with her
clothes off. thought i'd escaped a
CORPORATE GOD
but culture pursues and pursuit is culture
the culture of raw juice from a goat and
no more rotten eggheads with ant-killing
magnetic glass... i never will forget that
day when Colonel Aurelliano's father took
him to see ICE... i'm rolling over on my
third strike so see that toothy smile on
the other side of the mirror and what is
it that takes away the red? What do sheep
count? what do sheep count? what do sheep?
i'm in a place where i can pace from room to
room with no more gloom and my lil guitar
picker's on a plane (etc. etc. etc.) now let my
people go! all those soldiers all those soldiers
with PIGEON heads and YES SIR tongues
can't find DEMOCRACY in the BIBLE...
from boston to seatle on interstate 90 don't
forget to stop in STOW... don't forget to stop
in STOW! now KING GEorGE is a jerk and
i gotta get back to work so don't burn your
tongue on FReeDOM
Napoleon the lITTLe gEneral snoozed
i gots a pot full a gumBO and i'm chasin
three nephews on the 13th day of August
Tallmadge looks alot like Akron with her
clothes off. thought i'd escaped a
CORPORATE GOD
but culture pursues and pursuit is culture
the culture of raw juice from a goat and
no more rotten eggheads with ant-killing
magnetic glass... i never will forget that
day when Colonel Aurelliano's father took
him to see ICE... i'm rolling over on my
third strike so see that toothy smile on
the other side of the mirror and what is
it that takes away the red? What do sheep
count? what do sheep count? what do sheep?
i'm in a place where i can pace from room to
room with no more gloom and my lil guitar
picker's on a plane (etc. etc. etc.) now let my
people go! all those soldiers all those soldiers
with PIGEON heads and YES SIR tongues
can't find DEMOCRACY in the BIBLE...
from boston to seatle on interstate 90 don't
forget to stop in STOW... don't forget to stop
in STOW! now KING GEorGE is a jerk and
i gotta get back to work so don't burn your
tongue on FReeDOM
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
I JUS TURND 3 4
talking 'bout the travelling 34 blues
in the summer swelter of a detroit
august in the year of our Lord two
thousand and six... spent some time
floating on little big Erie with old frinds
and canadian perch... thank you to
Swabooze and the scraped up scrappy
Huff! also dipped down to the rescue
mission 'cross from the ole Zeitgeist:
Nora sang for lost souls and her dad
fed the throng- a truly moving night
and me i'm just moving on and on
closed out star wars fun with a cast
of tremendous humans and started
up closer in canada with and entirely
different crew and way to do. i ain't
seen the proof yet but AAk is said to
be back in the Great Lakes State...
maybe we'll raise some cain strip our
hearts and lay his daughter down for
a nap. the countdown is on and my
sho'ty is soon to be in grand Siam
miss miss miss miss miss miss miss
what fantastic gal i've found myself
mixed up with! and Chivo, if yer out
there a wandering a great big hallo to
you... ain't nothin wrong with gypsy
much love to roberto more water on
the way... sleep tight my friends in
arizona we'll send you some humidity
mi casa sioux indian
in the summer swelter of a detroit
august in the year of our Lord two
thousand and six... spent some time
floating on little big Erie with old frinds
and canadian perch... thank you to
Swabooze and the scraped up scrappy
Huff! also dipped down to the rescue
mission 'cross from the ole Zeitgeist:
Nora sang for lost souls and her dad
fed the throng- a truly moving night
and me i'm just moving on and on
closed out star wars fun with a cast
of tremendous humans and started
up closer in canada with and entirely
different crew and way to do. i ain't
seen the proof yet but AAk is said to
be back in the Great Lakes State...
maybe we'll raise some cain strip our
hearts and lay his daughter down for
a nap. the countdown is on and my
sho'ty is soon to be in grand Siam
miss miss miss miss miss miss miss
what fantastic gal i've found myself
mixed up with! and Chivo, if yer out
there a wandering a great big hallo to
you... ain't nothin wrong with gypsy
much love to roberto more water on
the way... sleep tight my friends in
arizona we'll send you some humidity
mi casa sioux indian
