Like Tom Waits’ voice.
The grit and gristle of life.
The rumble tumble.
The rush and the roar.
Like Xmas. New year.
The whirligig and whoopsie cushion.
You’re on it, babe.
There’s no getting off,
You wouldn’t want to.
It’s the roughage that stirs things up.
That lets you know you’re alive.
Like them Brooklyn Girls on the downtown train
and you’re shining like a new dime.
*pic courtesy of pinterest
*lyrics tom waits
I love to sing a capella
In the rain ‘neath my umbrella
To dance like Gene Kelly did
In the puddles like a kid
I like to make a lot of noise
I love the sound of my own voice
And I’m as rich as Rockefeller
in the rain ‘neath my umbrella.
Most people think of stars when they think
Or grains of sand
But I think Adam Sandler,
All the films of his I haven’t seen
And all those I have
Even the stinkers like ‘Little Nicky’
I want to see again and again
There are so many.
Almost as many as the stars
and the guy’s still making them!
But as Jim Croce says, ‘there’s never enough time
To do the things you want to do,’
It’s just not funny.
- what’s your favourite Adam Sandler film?
- what’s one you hate?
- when you think of infinity, what comes into your mind?