Lunching with KT Turnstall

Had a brilliant late lunch today.  Balanced my craving for ham and cheese from The Crocodile Café with a lightly tossed vegetables, convincing myself that I was eating healthy.  Company courtesy of KT Turnstall. 

I slip softly through

Your slim fingers

Feeling traces I embrace this

Feeling that lingers.

Little Favors from the album Drastic Fantastic.

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Thank you Kaykhanittha for pointing me to an online store for the latest cobra and scorpion bubbly.  The store even has an express delivery mail delivery option.  Cummon, be a little daring and order a bottle or two here.

Explaining Myself

Why I am a murderer:

Goosey, goosey, gander, whither dost thou wander?

Upstairs and downstairs and in my lady’s chamber.

There I met an old man who wouldn’t say his prayers;

I took him by the left leg and threw him down the stairs.

Why I am a bad mother:

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe

She had so many children she didn’t know what to do.

She gave them some broth, without any bread,

And whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.

Why I eloped:

Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle,

The cow jumped over the moon.

The little dog laughed to see such a sport,

And the dish ran away with the spoon.

 Why I am a bad artist:  

Why I am lazy:

Little boy blue come blow your horn

The sheep is in the meadow, the cow is in the corn.

Where is the little boy tending the sheep?

He’s under the haystack, fast asleep.

Will you wake him up?

No, not I.

For if I do, he’s sure to cry.

Why I don’t trust the healthcare system:

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall

All the king’s horses and all the king’s men

Couldn’t put Humpty together again.

 Why I can’t sleep at night:

Inspiration for this post courtesy of Ivan, Kissyfur, Mr. Back2Basics, Tandra, Darlkom, The Esquire and Rohan Candappa author of one of my all time favorite books, Autobiography of a One-Year-Old.