His father died and left him a little farm in New England.All the long black funeral cars left the sceneAnd the boy was just standing there aloneLooking at the shiny red tractorHim... moreHis father died and left him a little farm in New England.All the long black funeral cars left the sceneAnd the boy was just standing there aloneLooking at the shiny red tractorHim and his daddy used to sit insideAnd circle the blue fields and grease the night.It was if someone had spread butter on all the fine points of the stars'Cause when he looked up they started to slip.Then he put his head in the crux of his armAnd he started to drift, drift to the belly of a ship,Let the ship slide open, and he went inside of itAnd saw his daddy 'hind the control board streamin' beads of light,He saw his daddy 'hind the control board,And he was very different tonight'Cause he was not human, he was not human.Little boy's face lit up with such naked joyThat the sun burned around his lids and his eyes were like two suns,White lids, white opals, seeing everything just a little bit too clearlyAnd he looked around and there was no black ship in sight,No black funeral cars, nothing except for him, the ravenAnd fell on his knees ... less
I don't ever expect gifts or even a thank you at work - it's my job to help people and I like to do my job to my best ability.. but a student gave me a prezzie of a bottle of wine,... moreI don't ever expect gifts or even a thank you at work - it's my job to help people and I like to do my job to my best ability.. but a student gave me a prezzie of a bottle of wine, (working my way through it as we speak :P) and it kinda got me thinking.. cos, as I said to her truthfully, I never did anything to deserve it.. I even, on occasion forgot to remind her of stuff... mainly cos I knew she was reliable and on the ball... There are others though who I have bent over backwards and suffered to help.. yet they don't seem in the least bit grateful.. Not that I expect them to - just seeing them achieve what they need to is reward enough.. but don't you think it's odd that it isn't those people who are the most grateful? less
Self-control and learning how to be likable would seem appropriates goals. Are they difficult to achieve? Think someone who has always been self-indulgent could gather the di... moreSelf-control and learning how to be likable would seem appropriates goals. Are they difficult to achieve? Think someone who has always been self-indulgent could gather the discipline required to change eating habits to healthier choices and maybe being nicer to folks instead of trying to harm them might work better? Whatcha think? Ever lost weight and gained friends? What did it take?
If your singular talent in life is/was destroying the good that others built/achieved/created/invented/contributed was your life really worth living or would the world have been fa... moreIf your singular talent in life is/was destroying the good that others built/achieved/created/invented/contributed was your life really worth living or would the world have been far better off without you? Why do you think so?
All I need is one lousy tilde until I can scrape some ends together and go see my "guy". Or maybe a couple tildes, you know how hard it is to get ahold of him sometimes. &nbs... moreAll I need is one lousy tilde until I can scrape some ends together and go see my "guy". Or maybe a couple tildes, you know how hard it is to get ahold of him sometimes. Wait, wait, wait, wait, I think I'm going to need a few of them because I'm in pain over here, I'm sick, that's all, I'm really hurting over here. You know I wouldn't ordinarily ask you if it's just an everyday thing, but this is different, I haven't scored in over a week. My guy doesn't accept credit and I'm kind of short this month. Listen, let me hold a whole handful of them, say a week's supply, and it'll take care of me. Come on, you've probably got plenty of them and you know I'm good for it. You can trust me, just think of how long we go back together. You won't let me down, I know you won't.( ) less
Really sticky and almost too hot to do anything..I was reminded of this song.. that goes, 'Well it's a hot one... ' so I thought I would share the song :)
