Shant We?

Shant we be friends?
You with your cloak and dagger hairdo
Me with my needle and its haystack

Shant we be friends?
You with your wandering eye
Me with my goat and dreams of Lionel Richie

Shant we be friends?
You with the current administration
Me with the the shadows of a lost jug band civilization

Or shall we be enemies?
You with a synchronous pink strobelight
Set on -bang bang-, -stun-, or -shit hits the fan-

Me with the Eagles and hell all freezing over
Armed only with a three-footed fish
And a strong affinity for reprimands

In the last week, I have...

Urinated outdoors at will.
Learned that the Cormorant eats 4.5 lbs of fish a day.
Been stung by a wasp.
Eaten both Bratwurst and Kielbasa.
Napped everyday.
Fixed an outhouse door using parts from a broken outhouse door.
Saw the best shooting star that I have ever seen in my life.
Known the beauty of "Eh!?"
Cursed a Jet Ski.
Caught a fish that was longer than 3 feet in length.
Released it.
Been shown the value of a piece of dried Birch in the fire starting arena.
Cursed an employee of Northwest Airlines.
Seen the Northern Lights.
Laughed outloud at our "Current Administration".
Sat next to a man listening to the Eagles on his iPod.
Had a dream about a "battle of the bands" in which my band placed third.
Woke up happy.
learned to tie a new knot.
Had "Dancing on the ceiling" stuck in my head.
Remembered alot.

On the couch, naked

The bee is gone,
The busy one.
Left his peripheral post
For a night on the northern coast.
While fellow bard
Acquire lard
And sit quietly on our hands.

Well, he’s the sort
Who’d think it a tort.
On a normal quest for fish,
One’s typical primary wish
Is revelry and hype
Of the fiascotastic type.
And I fear the reprimand.

Things to watch out for.

The wonderful use of the color pink in Wes Anderson's The Royal Tenenbaums.

Shaq

Goats. I don't know what it is about goats that I like so much. It has been said, historically, that goats are associated with the Devil. I am in no way affiliated with the Dark Prince. Perhaps it's their eyes. Goat's have freaky eyes, for sure. I once worked with this girl who had what some refer to as a "go-funny" eye. I am sure there is a medical term for this. I don't know that term. This is where one eye "flies away". You can never tell if there are looking at you or not. Do I feel these people are servants of the pitchfork wielding horned mother from down-under? No. A bit freaky? Perhaps.