Friday, May 01, 2009

Pretty eyes, pretty eyes

There was a man on the bus today who had such kindly eyes that I assumed he was crazy.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009


Yesterday, I received a package from my mother containing a bunch of cards and drawings and old report cards and stuff from when I was young. I was going through it when I came across this song that I wrote when I was 8. I think it's a song, anyway, since I drew musical notes next to it. I hope you like it....


Fairyland! You can make the stars shine in Fairyland! If you try! Fairyland! If you make someone happy you can make the stars shine in Fairyland! Fairyland oh yes Fairyland! You can make the stars shine in Fairyland. Stars and smiles all around in Fairyland! Flowers and candy hearts for you in Fairyland. Love is in Fairyland. Go to Fairyland. They love you!

I wish I had developed my obvious talent. I'd be as rich as Diane Warren!

P.S. Note to Mom: A manila envelope without any additional paddding is probably not the most effective medium for transporting a plaster handprint by mail. Just sayin'.