To THE SHRINK

[SPIVE]

The kicker...

This ASS, had prepared a reply to Red Lobster's post defending YOU...and couldn't post it!

Go figure huh?


You should of had the YANKS -1.5 the other day against BOSTON, up 5-1 in the ninth when they pull Mussina...only to give up 4 runs, go into extra innings and win only by 1.

It's 105 in the shade here today in Vegas, and it's evening pool time.

Ciao

 

[THE SHRINK]

Peace...

Hope to see u in Vegas...

 

[SPIVE]

I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering
Where will it go
I'm filling the cracks that ran through the door
And kept my mind from wandering
Where will it go
And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong
I'm right
Where I belong I'm right
Where I belong.

See the people standing there who disagree and never win
And wonder why they don't get in my door.
I'm painting my room in the colourful way
And when my mind is wandering
There I will go.
And it really doesn't matter if
I'm wrong I'm right
Where I belong I'm right
Where I belong.

Silly people run around they worry me
And never ask me why they don't get past my door.
I'm taking the time for a number of things
That weren't important yesterday
And I still go.
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering
Where it will go.




Auh...

What a session of pretension...
Being held from gravity's retention...
A float in a pool's suspension...
While Sergeant Pepper sings of a new dimension...


Truly therapeutic.