This is a story 'bout a girl that I knew
She didn't like my songs
And that made me feel blue
She said: "a big band is far better than you"...
She don't rock 'n' roll, she don't like it
She don't do the stroll, well she don't do it right
Well, everythings wrong and my patience was gone
When I woke one morning and remembered this song
O-oh-oh, kinda catchy,
I hoped that she would talk to me now
And even allow me to hold her hand
And forget that old band.

I strolled around to her pad
Her light was off and that's bad
Her sister said that my girl was gone
"But come inside, boy, and play, play, play me a song!"
I said "Yeah! Here I go
"She's kinda cute; don't you know,
That after a while of seeing her smile
I knew we could make it, make it in style
So now I've got all I need
She and I are in love, we've agreed
She likes this song and my others too
So now you see my world is...Because of this tune
What a boon this tune, I tell you soon
We'll be lying in bed, happily wed,
And I won't think of that girl
Or what she said...

Almost my birthday.

I'm moving on, I hope your coming with me.

"...Many in fashion can be described as marching to the beat of their own drummer, but Betsey Johnson has always danced to the beat of her own band. Since 1965, when she got her start as in-house designer for the New York boutique Paraphernalia, Johnson has served as a quirky alternative to the rest of the fashion universe.
“My customers don’t know a thing about Paris…or Beene or Blass for that matter,” she told Women’s Wear Daily, W’s sister publication, in 1969, the year she opened her first shop, Betsey Bunki Nini, on the Upper East Side. “My customer isn’t wrapped up in labels and money.”
Instead, her clientele is drawn to her distinct—and ever changing—point of view. In 1971, designing under the label Alley Cat, Johnson told WWD, “I think the whole civilized thing is stupid,” and advocated a mix-and-match aesthetic. Two years later she informed W that she liked “everything soft, beautiful and womanly.” In 1979, a year after launching her namesake brand, she said it had “all the elements of the Sixties—the length, the shine, the high-tech look of the industrial zipper.” In 1985 she claimed her signature silhouette was “a tight leotard top and flared bottom.” By 1991 she was pushing a ballerina look: “It’s retro, tutus, petticoats, a little bit of Heidi.”
It may sound odd coming from such a non-conformist, but in 1986 Johnson told W she’d modeled her business on the world’s largest fast-food chain. “When you walk into a McDonald’s anywhere in the world...you know exactly what you’re getting,” she said. “They have a formula, and so do we.”
Still, the economic downturn won’t have Johnson pursuing a second career in restaurants (though it did force her, along with other designers, to drop out of February’s New York Fashion Week). When WWD asked 20 fashion heavyweights in 1990 what they would have been had they not become designers, Johnson replied, “Dead. I couldn’t live if I wasn’t a designer."..."

The world's greatest camera.

Got another one. Wooo!

Don't be cruel.

Don't stop thinking of me, Don't make me feel this way.
Come on over here and love me, You know what I want you to say.
Don't be cruel to a heart that's true.
Why should we be apart?
I really love you baby, cross my heart.

Lets walk up to the preacher
And let us say I do,
Then you'll know you'll have me,
And I'll know that I'll have you,
Don't be cruel to a heart that's true.
I don't want no other love,
Baby it's just you I'm thinking of.

Rain Dogs.

I want (no, need) every Tom Waits album.

BLOG.

I haven't posted a blog in months.

I'm overwhelmed.

What to write, what not to write?
Type, not write.
I prefer typing to writing; my handwriting is severly ugly due to over use of a keyboard and the strange way I hold my pen (according to some).
I am one big ball of thoughts (and pictures).

P
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Insanity; I want the world and I want it now.

Patience is a virtue; what is impatience? A lack of virtues? Or just a sign of passion?
I am going to be 20 in a few weeks; that's a big wow.
One BIG wow.

I need some pictures to refocus your attention; here's some:

According to my horoscope for the year I'm not to borrow money from the evil moon of saturn so I will be starting Prussia with $3000.
Ralph Lauren only started with $5000...but that was in the 60's.

Here are some morree:

I have determined that there are two kinds of people.

People that get depressed,

and the people that dont understand why they do.

I want this week to be over so the next can start.

Tomorrow is always so much more appealing then today.

I am not on drugs I'm just rambling.

This is my brain everyday, 24hrs, 7 days.