The time.
The rain.
A book.
The rain.
A coffee.
The rain.
A coffee shop.
The rain.
The bliss.
The rain.
The time.
Science fiction, fantasy, mystery and what-not
The time.
The rain.
A book.
The rain.
A coffee.
The rain.
A coffee shop.
The rain.
The bliss.
The rain.
The time.
“One, two, three, what are we fighting for?
“Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn.
“Next stop is Vietnam.”
Yeah, Country Joe and the Fish, for you protest connoisseurs, a flashback to when we were saying the same thing about Vietnam that we said about Iraq and Afghanistan.
How about a little Dirty Mac today? Mitch Mitchell, John Lennon, Keith Richards (on bass!) and Eric Clapton, from The Rolling Stones Rock and Roll Circus, 1968, introduced by a young Mick Jagger. Oh, the hair, the youth, the beat, the playing!
“Oh, yes,” she said. “I like what you’re doing with your hands. You really know how to use your fingers. That’s it…that’s it. Scratch my ears. Now do my chin. Oh, yes, oh, yes…don’t stop. You really know how to make me purr.”
Bored
Worried
Restless
Pensive
Irritated
Frustrated
Tired
Weary
Impatient
Befuddled
It’s a smorgasbord of malaise
What word should I serve you?
a spattering
a sprinkling
a drizzle
a spit
a smattering
a storm
a torrent
a flood
a dark day
a warm day
a cool day
a breeze
a sniffle
a cough
a blow
a sneeze
Remember, the chair
is placed for your convenience
and others will move
Baby talk and stroking are fine
And putting your head by theirs
but let the cat sleep
Today, tomorrow,
Yesterday or whatever,
Be true to yourself
You can be sharp-edged
Or relaxed, mellow, and calm
They’ll see who you are