today's sort of dragging, I wish it'd go by
more quickly so I could get my booty home to
see the boys, Craig and Mr. Withers. Mr. Withers
is Bumbs' name of the week- there are many variations
on it: Professor Withers, Old Man Withers, Capt.
Withers, Cololnel Withers... you get the point?
Neko is the best.
"I have lightning,
If the stars dry out to guide me.
I have soft clay,
To knit my bones astride.
What a miracle they say-
Dark clouds gather
Velvet holes
Gaping wide oh...
And they pour it down,
And they sing to me,
Of wonders
Unseen
Like clouds that rise
From the sea, oh...
And I'm sorry,
I'm so sorry
That I missed the point
Of this pageantry.
But I'm grateful
That you love me..."
--NEKO CASE
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