This is a song we used to do back when I was still with the Orange Sunshine
Band, called "Lost Looking for Bonsai"
You can't always detect the difference between 3.4 and 3.5, but you can
always tell zero. You never have a problem finding zero.
I pack this bag with all good things, then get out there in need of it all
and forget what I have in my bag.
Please disregard the highlights.
If there's something wrong with your stomach,
there's something wrong with your head.
Maggie tells me I sat upright in bed and said "mental anguish."
Blow every note in your head.
J: Opposites attract, they just can't get along.
The orchestra conductor coming onstage to meet applause, flat-footed in
black shoes, walking forward between dancers.
The question isn't whether we're going to stop cutting old-growth forests.
It's when. I say we should stop while there are still a few left.
The grass is knee-high and wet. The toilet stinks. Tapes I
duplicated a week ago are sitting on the stereo cabinet unlabeled. The
knees of the only pair of jeans I can wear to work are thin, and I worry
they'll break through before I get a new pair. I'm out of lunch money
and it's a week to payday. I'm hooked on coffee again. I haven't
run in half a year. When I get to spend an evening at home, as tonight
with Elaine, I go to bed minutes after her, pass out with muscle cramps,
wake in the morning unwilling to get out of bed and out of touch with my
Otto Rank: people have to either repress or create.
Like being five pages into "War and Peace."
Oh god, not another epistolary cookbook novel.
Maps of places you aren't.
Faulkner. He was my Coltrane.
Got to plant my roses, but I didn't get to see them bloom.
Next house get a spatula.
Sure you know the pillow game, you just probably call it something like
else. It goes like this. I say: Every pillow has a silver
lining. And you say: Pillows are a girl's best friend. And
I say: Speak softly and carry a very big pillow. You say, good.
You pause for a long time, and I say, A pillow in time saves nine, and you
say I thought that but I was trying for something better.
Hiker in lime-green tie-dyed leggings
Timber welfare -- paying them
with your trees.
Blessed are they who remember
that what they now have they once longed for.
Support group for citizens of nonfunctional societies.
If you stop too quick, you'll eat your own dust.
Foxgloves, sweet peas, fireweed.
They all blossom at the same time.
How did they all decide to be the same color?
The way a cat helps you tie your shoelaces.
This is off his most recent album, which is called "Don't Hurt Yourself."
"We can no longer afford the luxury of individual conscience."
-- Anthony Scalia
For the majority
I'd put a list of what we need on the fridge, but the first thing we need is
the karaoke President
Cultural notes, 1990: cilantro in the chicken on a flight out of L.A.
Debugging technique #12 & 35:
When being bitten, run
through the list of items about which you said, "Now this may come back to
bite me someday."
Do you remember feeling you could jump higher in your new shoes?
The smell of burnt bamboo.
My God, I got so bored, I had to read a BOOK.
And don't bring home any pennies!
Admit it. You get more pleasure out of reading Whitney Balliet than
you do out of listening to jazz.
Conversation with her was like my literary correspondence:
I had to pay the postage both ways.
"Music is a lot like politics: it's too important to be left to
professionals." -- Michelle Shocked
Once you wear it for a costume, you can't wear it any more for clothes.
scaffolding for the miracle
The first song I heard on KBCS, while I was getting the rental car buttons
adjusted, was made of steel drums and bagpipes.
This is for all epiphytes
Like trying to tell when blue cheese goes bad.
No, one of the things I liked most about programming, and miss most about
programming, is three guys sitting around with their feet up disputing what
conjectures are logically supported by the evidence.
In the Beverly Von's, woman in black leather, with her cute blonde toddler
son, also in black leather, buying champagne and diapers.