Monday, November 7, 2011

Doesn't work that way

Rice and eggs are good. Avocado and eggs are good. Rice and avocado...not so much.

Friday, November 4, 2011

So may the sunrise bring hope where it once was forgotten.

Mother I made it up from the bruise on the floor of this prison
Mother I lost it, all of the fear of the Lord I was given
Mother forget me now that the creek drank the cradle you sang to
Mother forgive me, I sold your car for the shoes that I gave you

So may the sunrise bring hope where it once was forgotten
Sons could be birds, taken broken up to the mountain

As Rob H. puts it: "Unfamiliar waters."