Sometimes you just have to take a dandelion break. In the meadow or in a crack of a sidewalk, sometimes that's just what you have to do.
We sought it with thimbles, we sought it with care;
We pursued it with forks and hope;
We threatened it's life with a railroad share;
We charmed it with smiles and soap.
I don't really like poetry, unless it's kind of dirty and has clever rhymes, those kind are almost always fun.
"But what really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in this world more helpless and irresponsible... and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge. And I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon. Probably at the next gas station."
In addition to all those things that keep my tendrils of curiosity waving crazily like a giant worm covered Medusa head, I enjoy music, playing it, writing it, listening to it.
I'm pretty sure music is a verb.
I play music for all kinds of reasons and enjoy solo piano as much as playing with a group. The music is fun and full of life, with just as many unanswered questions and unplanned adventures.
