joni from now on i wonder if she liked my father's cooking 041026 ... silentbob Joni wrote songs about richard who got married to a figure skater he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator 041026 ... aM i DiStUrBeD? Yeah, just her. This time I swore I wouldn’t get involved. She's just not worth it. To stand alone and to fight for my corner, Whilst she gets everyone else to fight her battles for her. But maybe when I am feeling exhausted, After a lifetime of argument and conflict, Maybe then she can fight her own wars. But I will stand firm. Hey, who needs her anyway? Me? Maybe, maybe not. Every time I tell myself never to get involved, I know myself too well. Everything I want to be Is a figment of my imagination. But maybe I am a good person? Maybe, maybe not. Only a few months left now though. A few left to sink or swim, And to move on, start again, I think. I hope. I need to move on, I think everyone does. Take a break from each other, Perhaps forever. Who knows? Maybe it’s a good thing? Maybe, maybe not. 041027 ... serendipity thankyou for her truly 041027 ... raze one of the best pickup lines ever spoken came from joni mitchell, of all people. and it wasn't spoken, but sung. "people talk to tell you something or to take up space. guess i'm only talking to be talking to your pretty face." i hope i never have a reason to think about using a line on anyone again. not that i ever really did. but i'm done with being in situations where you even think about wanting to impress or attract anyone for any reason. still. if i ever eat my words, and if the swallowing doesn't lead to death by choking, i might just give that one a try and see how it goes. 151008 ... raze a man in the park with his young daughter, both of them on bicycles, music spilling out of his backpack from some hidden device, too strong down low to be a phone, too clean up top to be a cassette deck, and her twenty-five-year-old voice sings: "i've looked at life from both sides now from win and lose and still somehow it's life's illusions i recall i really don't know life at all" joni_mitchell_never_lies. 210904 ... kerry court and spark was one of the first cds my dad gave me. but it's nicer to walk by myself listening to Blue, fists in pockets, standing on this cliff letting the wind comb my hair. peter's favorite is a_case_of_you. i remember him playing it over and over. he must have been in middle school. i'm partial to the_last_time_i_saw_richard, but i never skip carey because it is where my parents found my name and it's amusing to listen to, and to wonder who they were when they were listening to that song thinking of names for some person who was taking forever to arrive. they changed the spelling because my mom didn't like how it would sound with a new jersey accent. who knows how long grandma sally would be around? (not long, turns out.) 210905 ... tender_square she left a love affair to graham nash when it was good. after he proposed and she said something in her “shifted.” she thought about her two grandmothers that had to forgo the path of being artists and take on traditional roles, wondering if maybe she got the gene from both which urged her to not sacrifice her freedom for domesticity. and so she left nash and wrote an album about the heartache that came after, songs that redefined what it meant to be vulnerable; she wrote “blue.” 220414 what's it to you? who go blather from