I had a generally lousy day in not very interesting ways, but in the evening
spatch and I made a steak with black beans and rice and in honor of Harry Morgan's birthday watched Support Your Local Sheriff! (1969), which was delightful: I realized it belongs to the style of comedy which pitches all the jokes it can think of in the audience's direction while running very fast the other way, which I associate with Mel Brooks and enjoy. Tomorrow I have another doctor's appointment so early I might as well not bother trying to sleep. I have too many movies and even books I would rather write about. In the last few nights we seem to have acquired a mockingbird which serenades us at unwanted hours with its celebrated impersonation of a car alarm. It makes a change from the four a.m. motorcycle across the street.
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- 1: I'm yours in the day and the dead of night
- 2: Just took time to say, I'll drop you a line
- 3: And four hours north of Portland, the radio flips on
- 4: Re-reading our texts from the strawberry days
- 5: You are just the fingertips of something
- 6: I yield to her cry, losing my own names within me
- 7: Shaking off the echoes of yesterday
- 8: Everything I love is on the table, everything I love is out to sea
- 9: He tried to run away, well, she hit him with a hammer
- 10: There's no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard
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