andyousay little joe and you say "hi joe" and i smile and we start talking laughing amiable words and fluffy dice pass betweem us, stories, jokes, ideas like always and just as i go to switch on that light bulb above my head the globe blows and as you walk away i am left standing in the dark thinking that any light at all must have been my imagination 021228 ... yousayalotofshitbuticanthearyou andyousay you are making a choice. andisay why are blaming me then? 030606 what's it to you? who go blather from