right now there are several broods of quailbabies picking through my backyard. some of the daddies are sitting on the top of the fence, on lookout. some of the babies got tired and piled up on the patio for a rest. some of the lay down on their sides with their feet sticking out: funniest thing I’ve ever seen. there’s nothing quite like a tiny, ball-of-fluff birdbaby with its awkward little feet sticking straight out the side.

Rest In Peace, Bob. you were a good fish.
I’m sorry I overfed you for so long.
I didn’t want you to be hungry.

but also very happy.

I’m putting this up cos I may want to see these lyrics again and they were hard to find:

Marooned Without You
(from Joe vs. the Volcano)

Written by John Patrick Shanley. Music by Georges Delerue.

Why is my heart marooned without you
The sun goes down
My dreams begin their refrain
I call to whatever holds you
My beloved
I wait and I wait

Why is my heart marooned without you
A tiny light upon the sea
My heart is so afraid
You have broken away
Tell me, darling, I pray
You will come to me soon

my son lettered… in drama. who knew?

someone puked in my car on prom night.
it was not discovered till monday.
the stuff I used to clean it gives me a headache.
I get to get a headache now when I drive anywhere.
this is a joke, right?

I feel like a deer caught in my own headlights.

oddly enough, I also wore pink strapless satin to my senior prom. after I took the pics I offered my diamond earrings to Tonja and she wore them! it made me feel really good. num.

You Hardly Remember Your Ex

You’re definitely not a psycho, and you probably don’t even think of your ex often. You’ve moved on, and your life is the better for it. Just remember to remember why the two of you did break up – so you don’t fall for him again!

I once actually transcribed a phone message onto a sheet of paper to this purpose. it was such a horrible lambaste that I wanted to keep it around in case I started to feel warm and fuzzy about this person again. I have it in a drawer and I run across it every now and then and think “wow.” I don’t want to look at it right now but I do remember the emphasized phrase, “you’re fucking VOLATILE!” I had to think it over when I heard that. am I? really, am I? you know what? I’m really not. I may be extremely sensitive but I have a really long fuse and take a lot of crap before I completely blow.

in the movie Ironman, when he’s making the suit, Suicidal Tendencies’ “Institutionalized” is playing in the background. god, I love that song. I remember hearing it for the first time in Repo Man. “All I wanted was a pepsi, just one pepsi, and she wouldn’t give it to me… just one pepsi!”

I have no idea how these things relate, but they seem to in my mind.

I’m having a blissful morning. no particular reason. maybe it’s the rain. maybe it’s the lack of phone calls (nobody wants anything right now!). it doesn’t really matter, does it?

Where is Love, from Oliver

hard to heal
when every time you’re pressed and dressed
around the corner lurks
a blue-eyed Fagin