All in due time…

Everything in a box, in its place, on its way. Departure/Arrival. Which one (again)? Money on the counter, #1 meal deal, more of this crap, but I eat it (grumpily) for my stomach is on the mend. There’s no excuse for this much water on the floor. What burst? When? Someone, please, tell me (before I bash your head against the…) Wonderful. I’m fine. He’s fine. She’s fine. Everything’s okay. Go back to your stations and listen for updates. It’s 8:30. They’re here.

Out of Nowhere

There it sat, abandoned. The rickety old house with the smashed in windows and the breeze blowing right through it. Lush weeds surrounded its foundations. Tree trunk pillars supported its warped porch roof.

Boy, did I ever want to just climb in and cook up some chili, eat it, and then lean back on a lawn chair and doze off.

But, I knew better.

It wasn’t as inviting as it looked inside. My eyes didn’t deceive me this time.

A-brewin’

It won’t stop…

 

It’s not

What you thought

When you first began it

You got

What you want

Now you can hardly stand it though,

By now you know

It’s not going to stop

It’s not going to stop

It’s not going to stop

‘Til you wise up

You’re sure

There’s a cure

And you have finally found it

You think

One drink

Will shrink you ’til you’re underground

And living down

But it’s not going to stop

It’s not going to stop

It’s not going to stop

‘Til you wise up

Prepare a list of what you need

Before you sign away the deed

‘Cause it’s not going to stop

It’s not going to stop

It’s not going to stop

‘Til you wise up

No, it’s not going to stop

‘Til you wise up

No, it’s not going to stop

So just…give up

 

It’s not

What you thought

When you first began it

You got

What you want

Now you can hardly stand it though,

By now you know

It’s not going to stop

It’s not going to stop

It’s not going to stop

‘Til you wise up

 

You’re sure

There’s a cure

And you have finally found it

You think

One drink

Will shrink you ’til you’re underground

And living down

But it’s not going to stop

It’s not going to stop

It’s not going to stop

‘Til you wise up

 

Prepare a list of what you need

Before you sign away the deed

‘Cause it’s not going to stop

It’s not going to stop

It’s not going to stop

‘Til you wise up

No, it’s not going to stop

‘Til you wise up

No, it’s not going to stop

So just…give up

- Aimee Mann -

Thinking

 

I thought the world was round.

I thought the moon was smiling down on me.

I thought I knew the words to that song.

I thought you were speaking to me.

“That’s what you get for thinking…”

Thanks, Dad.

Supper’s cold.

I don’t feel like eating today.

 

I thought the world was round.

I thought the moon was smiling down on me.

I thought I knew the words to that song.

I thought you were speaking to me.

 

“That’s what you get for thinking…”

 

Thanks, Dad.

Supper’s cold.

 

I don’t feel like eating today.

Smoldering

 

You’re not some kind of martyr. 

The Vatican didn’t send you a letter confirming your sainthood, 

and you’re really not that sorry.

If you were, you would have handed over 

every scrap of self-respect 

and then stood next to the oven 

into which it was thrown.

Naked.

Because you’re sorry.

But you ain’t naked, yet.

You’re not some kind of martyr. 

The Vatican didn’t send you a letter confirming your sainthood, 

and you’re really not that sorry.

 

If you were, you would have handed over 

every scrap of self-respect 

and then stood next to the oven 

into which it was thrown.

 

Naked.

 

Because you’re sorry.

 

But you ain’t naked, yet.

For the best…

When kids were kids…

Mooney-ism

It ain’t about hating white people because we all have white blood in us. Thank you, slavery! Okay?  Thank you, slavery! Ain’t nobody white who don’t have black blood in them. Talkin’ that shit that they don’t want the races mixing. Well, you shouldn’t have brought niggas over here and screwed ‘em. And, that real white man knows I’m telling the truth. He knows. That’s why he likes looking at his family tree. Just look at it. Cuz if he shakes it, a nigga will fall out!

[from Analyzing White America]

My Only Sin…

was in believing I could help.