Here’s a song I imagined about a story I heard about a homeless person I kept seeing nestled under two umbrellas at the park for a midday nap.
Another non-drinking drinking song. Also, Chris realizes he’s working his way through the alphabet with song titles.
Putting good things into the universe, one unread song lyric at a time.
In celebration of those who live and age gracefully.
This is one of those big birthdays for me, so I’m giving myself the gift of a self-indulgent retrospective post. Basically, just try not to fall asleep.
Here’s a song about where I grew up, a place probably mentioned more than once in your nearest produce aisle.
Buck up, sport. There’s still plenty ahead of you.