Not Much

Not much to write about these days. Thinking about stuff, but don’t wanna write about it yet. Maybe later. That is all I really have to say. I’ve had Butterfly by Dave Matthews Band stuck in my head for the last couple of days, I can’t get it out. I’ll share the lyrics here.

I am not a lucky man…
I am not a lucky man…
You are like a butterfly
A Catipillars dream to fly
So bust out of this old cocoon
And dry your wings off
Butterfly
Go ahead, and fly

Its always such a lonely loom
Its sudden like a broken bone
And your luck won’t always come along
So dry your tears away
Butterfly
Go ahead, and fly

Dry your tears away
Butterfly
Don’t you, Cry

Ninja monkeys are meeting as we speak, plotting my demise. This is not just an idle statement, no. This is a promise, a threat, and a homonym. Sometimes I have to apply ointment to the elephant in the room while in other instances pants are opshunal. Never forget to have a beer and enjoy the conversation.

Site Footer

Sliding Sidebar

Look at me! Look at me!

  • Honk! Honk!
  • Honk! Honk!
  • Honk! Honk!
  • Clan VISH presents:
  • Baby goose