won't you tell your dad get off my back?

tell him what we said 'bout paint it black? rock n roll is here to stay. come inside where it's ok, and i'll shake you.


I'm in the autumn mood. there's no denying it. I'm drinking beer, and listening to big star, all dewy-eyed. feeling so romantic, and sleepy in this nice, serene way. where you just want to bust out of your skin. when the cold is still good, because it's not too bad; and the rain is ok, so long as you're not caught in it. yeah, i'm in the midst of that little balance. and I kind of love it. I feel really creative. It always happens at this point in the year. I must relish it before the sweeping colds of winter pull me into a pit only spring can revive me from.

now if only I could find time to paint.