Wise men say only fools rush in...

20 January 2002 --

The night I asked Jennifer to be my girlfriend.

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You Will
Nicole Blackman

You will smile at me between courses at dinner.
You will stroke your ankle against mine when I'm discussing politics with the family.
You will lick away the last traces of dessert from your mouth and never take your eyes off me.
You will ask if I know what you're thinking and I will just breathe silently.
You will caress my wrists in the kitchen as I rinse the glasses in warm water.
You will stand behind me, your breath warm on my neck, my ears.
You will slip out when the others go into the living room for coffee and I will follow you.
You will clasp me in the yard underneath a tree, with fall air falling on us.
You will sweep in my trembles and brush in my heartbeat.
You will sniff hungrily at me and slide your hands under my sweater, blouse, bra to skin and me.
You will gather me in to you and your mouth will wet and bite me like fruit.
You will murmur and moan and pull me pull me pull me to you under the night sky.
You will shift me down to the cold grass and I will never once think that this is wrong, that I am your sister and you cannot have me this way.
You will not utter a word and when you are done you will lay beside me and wrap me in a deep blanket of stars.

Thanks for the dream, Dr. King.

I love this song. It makes me feel 15 or so again. I love the way Pachelbel's Canon in D is mixed into it subtly under the electronic beat. I love the singer's voice.

I love the memories it brings up - driving to school in Baga's blue escort, the Bass-o-matic; singing loudly; being the alternative kid; the empassioned fanatical devotion to my political causes of youth; skateboarding; my perpetual infatuation with Tony Hawk; Mark Recorvits, my junior high skaterboy crush.

I am bopping my head subconsciously and I love it.

So in honor of Martin Luther King, Jr., and in honor of peace:

All Together Now - The Farm

Remember boy that your forefathers died
Lost in millions for a country's pride
But they never mention the trenches of Belgium
When they stopped fighting and they were one

A spirit stronger than war was at work that night
December 1914 cold, clear and bright
Countries' borders were right out of sight
When they joined together and decided not to fight

All together now
All together now
All together now, in no man's land
All together now
All together now
All together now, in no man's land

The same old story again
All those tears shed in vain
Nothing learned and nothing gained
Only hope remains

All together now
All together now
All together now
In no man's land
All together now
All together now
All together now
In no man's land

The boys had their say, they said no
Stop the slaughter let's go home, let's go, let's go

Thank goodness for Monday mornings.

(I don't leave for work until 1:30pm.)

I am having a very good conversation with Miss Christina. And I am very, very thankful.

Christina, I less than three you. Thank you for our friendship.