cupcakes on 109
April 18, 2009
if you find this blog one day
and find pieces of yourself,
however big or small,
amongst the words
you don’t have to say anything.
just know
the threads of yourself
you find here
have made the quilt of my life
more brilliant
warmer
more comforting
simply for having been woven
by some mysterious
Master
quilter.
If you find yourself one day
in these words
or on the stoop of my front porch
know that you’ve always been welcome.
and my soul is better
and my heart is better
for having known you.
If you find this one day
and find yourself amongst the words
please know
that one some level
you’ve been loved
appreciated
and if, many years from now,
you are the first to depart
someone
somewhere
will remember you
and bake cupcakes on your 109th birthday.
I have known you in passing
I have known you in lifetimes new and old
I have known you.
I have known.
and we said nothing at all.
April 18, 2009
There’s a long long road
To reach your house
I arrived just before
Just before the sunset
And you said ,and you said
Welcome with your eyes
And we said ,and we said
Nothing at all
[ refrain ]
Oh we have been to
Many churches
But we never believed
Oh we have been to
Many churches
But we never believed
If you go too far
There’s a song you hear
If we get too closed
Whisper in my ear
Speak the word
Say it
Bewilder
Say it
Hummingbird
Say it
Be my dad
so much for the city.
April 18, 2009
What are you doing today?
Are your windows open, too?
Are you slicing sandwiches on the angle
while I listen to Jack Johnson
and paint my toenails?
What are you doing today?
Did you go to the zoo
to see the baby elephant
who still doesn’t have a name
while I listened to The Thrills
and plant yellow pansies
in blue pots?
What are you doing today?
(so much for the streetlights)
Running and bike riding?
(they’re never gonna guide you home)
While I was listening to The Best of Boston
and dancing with the dog?
So much for the City.
the best bad influence
April 13, 2009
you make me want to have a picnic
and spend the whole day off-task.
that’s so counterproductive
i spent all of sunday
searching for a
gingham
napkin.
what were you singing?
January 13, 2009
I don’t know who found this blog by googling “singing in the kitchen” …but you sound like my kind of person.
what did you sing?
I’m in love!!!…
January 13, 2009
…with my Brita water filter which makes shitty CityX water taste pure as a babbling spring brook minus rocks and fish poopy.

lavendar gingham three-quarter sleeves
January 13, 2009
“…My mom always said that about having kids “if everybody waited until they were 100% ready nobody would have kids”… which in my head translates to “everybody is a little bit accidental.” On the other hand maybe that’s her way of saying “its okay if you get knocked up, I’m ready for grand kids!”
Although every now and then I see a commercial for Lowes where a happy family is wearing pastel sweaters and picking out matching front-loading washer and dryer and I think to myself “I’d like to wear a pastel sweater and own a front-loading washer and dryer!” But then I remember that the mom probably goes home and snorts methamphetamine in the pantry while the Dad hides in the basement typing away frantically to his secret online lover, BubbaLuv6969. Or perhaps I’ve been watching too much “Intervention” on A&E…….”
Dance like nobody except the entire internet is watching
January 13, 2009
Other than Barack Obama, the thing that can bring the world together is as follows:1 – Haddaway – What is Love?Don’t believe me? Keep reading….I have come to two conclusions:
1. This song makes good people do bad things.
2. I want to be one of them! Given the right situation (i.e. such as over Xmas break when Mandy is home and I have presumably consumed adequate amounts of adult beverages) I think I could be easily talked into becoming one of them and busing a move at THE BREAKROOM!
Evidence to support my theory: