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.
Before we go any further, I must confess my odd fascination with mail carriers.
With Valentine’s Day on the way, here’s a little song about what love isn’t.