"what could be greener?"

you know spring is over
when you go outside
and think to yourself
"what could be greener?"

song titles

"have a seat in the catapult"
"the perpetual postponement of the pragmatists' picnic"
"you know what's best for me"
"the tyranny of white space"

"in the android nursery"
"i'm going to sleep at sunset"
"i pray to scary jesus"
"death ray wedding"

"bathing in the hated springs of middle school paranoia"
"the devil fails the tickle test
"(he's) a man made of theories"
"painting with a cleft palette"

"preaching from the hip" or "preach first and ask forgiveness later"
"sunlight smacks the breeze"
"drinking in the river"
"(we are) brothers of the angle"

band names

DC punk band name: "the known unknowns"

band name: "the unlike colors"
debut album: "wash with unlike colors

song title / lyrics

"when the champagne of night comes on (i'll be gone, gone, gone)"

when the tutor paces by the sleepy ol' clock tower
when the whispering stream is stripped of all its melodies
when the cluttered attic rustling collides into a song

when the champagne of night comes on i'll be gone

when the champagne of night comes on
i'll be gone, gone, gone

when an open window pours steam into the vagrant air
when the switchman peeks to see a wound that isn't there
when a shapeless figure curls to breach the sorrow in the calm

when the champagne of night comes on i'll be gone

when the champagne of night comes on
i'll be gone, gone, gone

i've seen your face before, yet haven't found the way
to articulate the things words can't convey
and though the evening shadows may convince me that it's wrong

when the champagne of night comes on i'll be gone

when the champagne of night comes on
i'll be gone, gone, gone

the secret cove

How was yr weekend?

I took e.w. to the secret cove, and we saw a blue heron, and a weird black duck-type-thing that swam under water looking for fish, and then flew away.

Where's the secret cove?

all the way at the end of the lake among all the lilly pads and wilderness, where the brook empties into settling ponds, which in turn form a stream that feeds the lake. we took the canoe and quietly drifted into the majestic ambiance of my youth that is the secret cove.

correspondence

so, i had someone from iran search for "rap names" and get to the song blog. yes, i play a small part in the democratization of a rogue nuke state.

amazing

"bling crosby" was the rap name.

yes!

it wont be long now before we are detained!