Heard of a van that is loaded with weapons, packed up & ready to go
Heard of some gravesites, out by the highway
A place where nobody knows
The sound of gunfire, off in the distance, I`m getting used to it now
Lived in a brownstone now, lived in the ghetto
I’ve lived all over this town
This ain`t no party, this ain`t no disco, this ain`t no fooling around
No time for dancing, or lovey dovey, I ain`t got time for that now
Transmit the message, to the receiver, hope for an answer someday
I got 3 passports, a couple of Visas, U don’t even know my real name
High on a hillside, the trucks are loading, everything’s ready to roll
Ah ha ha, I sleep in the daytime, I work in the nighttime
I might not ever get home
This ain`t no party, this ain`t no disco, this ain`t no fooling around
This ain`t no mudd club, or C.B.G.B., I ain`t got time for that now
Yeah! Woo!
This ain`t no party, this ain`t no disco, this ain`t no fooling around
No time for dancing, or lovey dovey, I ain`t got time for that now
Whoo!
Heard about Houston? Heard about Detroit?
Heard about Pittsburgh, PA?
“You Oughta Know” not to stand by the window
Somebody might see you up there
I got some groceries, some peanut butter to last a couple of days
But I ain`t got no speakers, ain`t got no headphones
Ain`t got no records to play
Why stay in college? Why go to night school?
Gonna be different this time
Can’t write a letter, I can’t send a postcard, I can`t write nothing at all
This ain`t no party, this ain`t no disco, this ain`t no fooling around
I’d love you hold you, I’d love to kiss you
But I ain`t got no time for that now (whoo!)
Trouble in transit, got through the roadblock
We blended with the crowd
We got computers we’re tappin’ phone lines I know that ain’t allowed
We dress like students; we dress like housewives or in a suit and a tie
I changed my hairstyle, so many times now,
I don’t know what I look like!
You make me shiver, I feel so tender, we make a pretty good team
Don’t get exhausted, I’ll do some driving U ought to get U some sleep
Burned all my notebooks, what good are notebooks?
They won’t help me survive
My chest is aching, and it burns like a furnace
The burning keeps me aliive
In therapy I frequently have to deal with the question-
"So why is it you set such impossibly high standards for yourself?"
Because I can?...
The truth is that I engage in any number of self-destructive behaviors starting off with procrastination (which I'll deal with at a later date) and including being critical of the crap I'm able to squeeze out of my constantly constipated mind.
This is why I like deadlines when my internal editor rips the photons off my screen and puts a -30- on it.
There is no time of the year more fraught than March Madness. For a solid week or two there is no refuge from the onslaught of squeeky shoes especially if you cover both the Men's and Women's brackets.
So what is the point?
I have distinct ideas about blogging, particularly running a site. I'll pass over my "revolutionary" moderation notions many of which kos has chosen to steal without acknowledgement and instead talk about my favorite subject, scheduling. There is nothing sadder than a site that doesn't change, though I am laying my copyright right now on a site I call "Dead Ant Farm."
You see, it's an ant farm of the type you see advertised for little kids (ants as insects being less emotionally attached than goldfish) with all the ants lying on their back toe up and big Xes on their eyes and one button-
Tap on the glass.
Now the first two times nothing happens. The third time a message box pops up.
THESE ANTS ARE DEAD. WHAT ABOUT THAT DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?
Yeah, I'm a funny guy. Anyway, if you claim to be a daily blog you need to publish Morning, Noon, and Night. If you don't post at least daily why do I have you in my bookmarks?
The perfect post is time limited, I'm proud of my 85 rec-listed diaries but they lasted too long and I don't need to be defending myself 24 hours later. This is why Sports blogging is so attractive. It happens at a particular time, it lasts as long as it does, and then it is done. The results are, regardless of the rooters (yes, I'm looking at you Armando).
Sigh.
I also have a new Formula One season to deal with, new engines, new cars.
This is not an unexpected absence. I am not abandoning the cause. My participation will be less frequent because I have other more important things to distract me.
Does anyone have any questions?