Friday, September 25, 2009

Fall is here, hear the yell
back to school, ring the bell
brand new shoes, walking blues
climb the fence, books and pens
I can tell that we're going to be friends

Walk with me, Suzy Lee
through the park and by the tree
we will rest upon the ground
and look at all the bugs we found
then safely walk to school
without a sound

Well here we are, no one else
we walked to school all by ourselves
there's dirt on our uniforms
from chasing all the ants and worms
we clean up and now its time to learn

Numbers, letters, learn to spell
nouns, and books, and show and tell
at playtime we will throw the ball
back to class, through the hall
teacher marks our height
against the wall

And we don't notice any time pass
we don't notice anything
we sit side by side in every class
teacher thinks that I sound funny
but she likes the way you sing

Tonight I'll dream while I'm in bed
when silly thoughts go through my head

about the bugs and alphbet
and when I wake tommorow I'll bet
that you and I will walk together again
cause I can tell that we're going to be friends


-- for C. and L. i guess this fall, you could tell.

Friday, September 18, 2009

We Are A Letter For An Entity Unlikely To Respond.

Dear Cat's Eye Nebula,

Now Eva-Marie laughs! You are rivaled. We have met your exuberant colors where we are.

All the best,

Josh and Paula

via the Notorious G.I.B.

Thursday, September 10, 2009
















Linford Detweiler, “Faithfully Dangerous #4”

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

In answer to the question of why it happened, I offer the modest proposal that our Universe is simply one of those things which happen from time to time.

Edward P. Tryon