Guess what I did over my lunch hour today? I fell in love. With a mulberry tree near a strip mall with a dressbarn in it. I'm going to write up the whole thing - my first foray into urban foraging via www.fallingfruit.org. I even took pics of my purple-stained fingers. I'll post them soon.
I'm in love. Though I'm going public with my feelings, I'm not ready to propose yet. This is all just so new.
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Friday, August 24, 2012
Take the trumpet in Train's "50 Ways to Say Goodbye." Love it. Love, love, love it.
As a disclaimer though, I must say I do not love the lyrics. Dude, go see your therapist. Way too much violence to direct towards someone you supposedly liked at one point.
OK, here's an easier example: Shakira's "Ciega Sordomuda."
Monday, August 13, 2012
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
I'm not particularly attracted to you and I'm certain the feeling is mutual. Nonetheless, I think we could build a real relationship with this solid foundation of friendship and mutual respect. And quiet. Relaxing, relaxing quiet.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
The first time I heard one of your songs, I knew I wanted to propose. Then I saw a picture of you and, Holy Cannoli, my own hair swooned with envy. Your locks are glorious.
PS - Mr. Harem doesn't know about this plan yet.
Monday, August 6, 2012
Ms. Harem Wanna-Be
PS - You could be Mr. Harem's brother husband. We'll get a show on TLC. If you ever dump me, I'll go on Dancing with the Stars.