Keep Holding the Mayo, Babe

Its almost Friday, isn't that nice?
Whoever you are you must drop your Pepsi right now and go buy Christopher O'Riley's "True Love Waits" CD, a solo piano compilation of Radiohead's finest. Smashing stuff.

thought.
The reverie of the mind is somehow more powerful than motive, money or immediacy. Dangerous or
sublime, everything possible, hopeful and defeating can be found there. The best way to escape reverie is
contentment and looking ahead in resolved, structured hope. Dreams with a strategy are a blessed escape
hatch. Dreams without strategy are bodies without bones.

thought.
You come up tight and close to a mistake, embrace it like its yours, you own it for a time--then you let it go. Then it happens. You leave the room, close the door behind you and the mistake animates. A scream tears at you, begging to be yours. Don't turn back. Let the scream trail into the night and just you run yourself toward the sunrise. You came too close. Like an accident.

truth.
In a world of Sharpie markers I am a shortie library pencil. At the bottom of a purse lost on the subway.
I'm not lost, the purse is.

Duke Ellington said that you can jive with secular music but not with the Almighty. God knows.
Everything.