Looking for love in all the wrong places:
I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
--Tori Amos
Why Valentine's Day is like VD:
Both involve some level of kissing
Both require a certain amount of wining and dining
Both require reservations (one at a restaraunt, the other at the free health clinic)
Neither are easy to wash off or escape
Both are the result of love gone wrong
(stolen from the hamster guy)
VD? Venereal Disease? Ha! I left you a phone message last night. Will keep trying as time allows. Happy day-after-v-day. :)
Posted by: bob at February 15, 2006 10:23 AMThanks for enlightening me.
Posted by: Suzanne at February 15, 2006 2:15 PMThis is a song for all the jeeps out there named MIKE (sing to the tune of Masquerade, from Phantom of the Opera... yes, I am crazy):
Mike's away!
I'm sure he's busy late at work...
Mike's away!
Doing lots of stuff
so the world can
never find him!
Mike's away!
Every time he gets free time, he works out...
Mike's away!
If he's not
working out
he probably needs the sleep!
Working hard...
Much caffeine...
In his car...
Mean and lean...
Skyping fool...
Eating out...
Such a tool...
Fixing his house...
Working...
How's your job? Like a ride
on the merry-go-round...
in an inhuman race...
3HD...
Lots of jobs...
Many hats...
No time for slobs...
Typing hands...
Sometimes frowns...
Sometimes up...
Sometimes down...
Working...
Drink it in, drink it up,
till you've drowned
in the coffee...
in the webpages...
RAOUL/CHRISTINE
But who can keep the pace...
ALL
Mike's away!
Working night
and working day...
Mike's away!
Take your fill -
let the spectacle
astound you!
Mike's away!
Talking back to
talking heads...
Mike's away!
Stop and stare
at the sea of data
around you!
Mike's away!
Time to read and
time to pray...
Mike's away!
You can leave
a message for him
at the beep!
GIRY
What a night!
MEG
What a crowd!
ANDRÉ
Makes you glad!
FIRMIN
Makes you proud!
All the work
that he does!
CARLOTTA
Watching co-workers sneak around (deadlines)!
MEG/GIRY
And all our free time
is in the past!
ANDRÉ
Three months (till summer)...
PIANGI
Till it's hot!
CARLOTTA
Till delight!
ANDRÉ/FIRMIN
Till barefeet!
MEG/GIRY
And we can breathe at last!
CARLOTTA
Now it's cold!
PIANGI
Wearing coats!
GIRY
Here's a frost!
ANDRÉ
Here's a toast:
to another four months!
FIRMIN
To reaching Mike, voice-to-voice!
PIANGI/CHARLOTTA
And may it
happen soon!
ANDRÉ
So sad that Mike's away!
[blah, blah, blah, sung dialogue between Raul and Christine goes here]
ALL... ok, ok, I can't keep this up. It just has to be sung. And Andrew Lloyd Weber can probably sue me, now... at least he won't get very much. :) Hope to talk to you soon.
Posted by: bob at February 19, 2006 9:02 PMi don't never see you no more. where ya been?
Posted by: joy at March 12, 2006 11:38 PM