Girl kissing

lately

Working way too much and not getting paid any more than normal becuase it's salary. I have side projects that I'm NOT working on but should. Put on overalls, stuffed the dog in the truck and went to the dog park.

Cooking a fucking big turkey today. Picked the rest of the tomatoes. Been canning tomatoes for a few weeks.

Went to the symphony last night.

Made myself a blackened chicken sandwich for lunch.

Going to starbucks too often. That shit gets expensive.

ok. off to do some more yard/house work.

Close but no cigar

You came close
Close but no cigar
You didn't miss by far
You know you came this close
Close but no cigar

Some people sing love songs
Everybody's got one
This isn't my love song
It's more like my love gone wrong song...

She came to breakfast
And stayed a week
But the lie detectors
Broke down each time she tried to speak
Broke down when she said :

"You came close
Close but no cigar
You didn't miss by far
You know you came this close
Close but no cigar
No matter where you are
You know you came this close
Close but no cigar"

I remember - I remember - I remember
The promise in your eyes
As black as the night I drove you to the airport
And I remember - I remember - I remember
The wide Brazillian sky that swallowed you

Then I hit thirty
Guess I can't complain
But I must have been lonely
The night I bumped into Lorraine
She came for coffee
And stayed all night
But the lie detectors
Broke down every time I tried to smile
Broke down like the store of my life
And each dream I missed by half a mile
Broke down when I told her:

"You came close
close but no cigar
You didn't miss by far
You know you came this close
close but no cigar
No matter where you are
You know you came so close
Close but no cigar
You didn't miss by far
You know you came this close
Close but no cigar
We're better off by far
But you know we came this close
Close but no cigar

--Thomas Dolby

spaceman

Soaking in the rain I see me walking I'm remotely controlled. My legs
have gone invisible, I'm spinning down an endless black hole. Flashing
lights the automated banker sends a signal to me. The message hovers
over, under, blinding me from your frequency.

Spaceman bring me down, and lean on me 'til I'm grounded. Stay with me
'til morning, I'll never take up flying again.

Lying on the grass I feel the signal rushing down to my heart. My
shields are getting weak my contact's hanging by a thread to the stars.
I try to block the message but it's overloading all that I am.

Spaceman bring me down, and lean on me 'til I'm grounded. Stay with me
'til morning, I'll never take up flying again.

I try not to breath, suck back a tank of gasoline. My lips are turning
green, I wait to bleed. I want the sun to rise, show me a sign.
Spaceman bring me down, I'm home when I feel your gravity. I'll never
find where I am, I'm miles away from dry land. Spaceman drag me down, &
hold me until I'm sober. Get me through 'til morning, I'll give up on my
flying, a million miles from nowhere, I wonder if you're out there
Spaceman.

--Artificial Joy Club

Last night

Canning tomatoes, steam cleaning carpets. Only one quart exploded so far.

Random from the web

Lately

Working, finishing the garage interior, picking tomatoes, steam cleaning carpets, not working on the fish tank, though I should, pushing stuff to the curb to be taken either by the garbage dude, charity, or some craigslist winner of useless junk.

Blah blah blah, and yeah, I couldn't give a fuck either.

Make your Thursday count, at work

The look

Lately

Insulating/wallboarding the garage..today I'll sand/paint. Working...worked yesterday, which is never fun. Saw the parents, brought them a dresser. Posted a bunch of crap on craigslist. Had a bbq. Had a HOUSE premier party. Trying to give up coffee. Tired a lot. Took Thomas to the dog park...and no dogs. Picked tomatoes out of the garden and now I have a lot of tomatoes. Borrowed a cup of milk from the neighbors to feed my sourdough starter. Met with a couple of clients so now I can work all day and then come home and work some more. Kicked Thomas off my bed about 20x a day. Started setting up my home office again, which interestingly enough means posting more crap on craigslist. Getting my mail about once a week, which seems to annoy the postman.

Tatoo