A Blazer blogaroo

No time for anything... But that's not true. The problem is with the management and effective use of time.

Today I will write song... Yes indeed I will go down to the sanctuary and manufacture 1 hit song.

What is "one hit song"?

Answer: an unfortunate and wildly inappropriate introduction into the psyche of a songwriters mind.

Skip the workout... Must do back exercises when writing the lyrics.

Only have 1 part... WB should be silently enraged enough to find the gusto to write a nice 8 part bridge in the middle to give it a little motion, and voila...

I was actually going to end that bit by reproducing a three word fiasco that occurred earlier where the control of the mind went into the dark caverns of the abyss.

Next thought:

A pick is red

argument:

That is a direct description of an object on the desk at 2 o'clock... And not a thought.

Reply:

Thanks for helping me out there spares.

This is the chronicles where it is react or die.

REACT or DIE:

Brock said that after the last supper show... Possibly referring to being shoved on stage from the drums, given an acoustic guitar and a full band who are just as quickly adjusting to the new developments.

Indeed.

The Chronicles have the advantage of time so it remains disappointing that that advantage is not utilized. (note the use of "that that"... Very disturbing visually. It looks like a large black Raven of death making all of the other typed words seem like low grade bird seed).

**** It should be noted that low grade bird seed would be the kind heavy with Millet.

I remember eating some Millet from a bird seed bag when I was a young lad. I don't know why we had it because we always fed the birds the good stuff. Niger, top grade sunflower seeds... We wanted to see the birds, and we felt that with all the habitat loss due to our city (Toronto). These were my Fathers ideas... Who also happens to be a man with a healthy paranoia of disease and parasites. "Oh Don't eat that Mark whatever you do... That is full of all kinds of parasites... Now you haven't eaten any have you" (look of grave concern)

Now you have to answer No to that.

Or at least that was the answer that came to mind or at least came out of my mouth to be followed with a quick "what would happen if I were to be so foolish enough to eat some of that".

I got my first indepth analysis of bird hygiene safety with respect to keeping cross specie diseases at a minimum.

Interesting that the world is on the brink of an avian flu pandemic. And then one could say perhaps interesting that Dad was complaining that he inhaled some birdfeed dust the other week. Word has it that he got nailed with a quick windchange.