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.

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.