Tuesday, June 22, 2010

But maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray...

I love the Beach Boys. I ALWAYS have. As a very young child, I remember thinking: Beatles or Beach Boys? My answer: the latter. What child wouldn't be pleased by the harmonies of a raging madman? I think every baby should listen to the Beach Boys well into his or her sunset years. Meaning for life: start to finish.

So I found this list of things you may not know about Mr. Brian Wilson. Pretty good stuff. Dig it!

And dig this while you're at it.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Turning and turning in the widening gyre

The falcon cannot hear the falconer

Friday, June 4, 2010

Poetry Minute

Sweaty melty, melty me
clothes sticking
yicky yicking
June has just begun

I don't know how this can be
nose picking
fro-yo licking
Brutal springtime sun

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Hey, Sexy!

I'm not going to pretend that this is me, but I hope you know who it is. It's her birthday today; wasn't she adorable?
It's too hot to think of something legitimate to write, except that I FINALLY finished reading One Hundred Years of Solitude. It was a trip, but worth it.
I promise I won't completely fill this blog with birthday wishes to people I don't know, but it's so easy!