I like to influence myself. Sometimes, other people are influential. Rarely, Pauls will make a joke about influenza. But is that really a laughing matter?
Unfortunately, we were never born. STOP. We remain pre-natal -- though this has its advantages. Cushiony. Plush. Refreshingly saline. STOP. And everything we need is umbilical. STOP. Once, I remember very clearly, David and I found ourselves at a Denny's in Tukwilla, Washington, at one in the morning. I wish we'd eaten something. STOP. But, instead, we only drank coffee. The waitress kissed me in the bathroom. Then, a cloud of sparrows appeared. STOP. Isn't that strange -- when a cloud of sparrows appear? You think they'd be colorful, but when it's a cloud of them: No dice. STOP. Songs, we feel, should be thrifty.
Do ya'll have a CD done yet??
I've been waiting out here in front of the worlds biggest, bestest CD store, thinking it'll get your CD in some day. It's getting cold out here, guys.
Oh my god! That one time when we saw you and you played that open mike in Williamsburg and then we were all "yeah you rock" and you were all "woo yeah rock n roll woo" yeah. That ruled. Thanks for all the Pizza and the love and the 32 ounce gross beers in foam cups.
