Stuff

This song always felt to me like that moment when you say something you didn't really mean to someone you love and you would do anything to take it back.

I wrote and named this song for how happy my son, Jacob, is in his relationship with Grace, who both live in Alaska.

I wish I had the voice for this song... I think lyrics and a strong vocal track would do a lot for it.

And I love how it ends...

Nicole tells me that she can hear this in a movie, as the camera sweeps over a deserted landscape...

I have lyrics for this one, too. The version with lyrics is entitled, "Furniture."

It is so like you
To carry on without care
It's just what you do
You never see my empty stare

You never take me for human
You only take me for granted
Your expendable crewman
Cuz our relationship's slanted

In the room that is your life
The arranged decor is oh so nice
We're just colors and fabrics you choose
People are just furniture to you

Chairs and footstools, rugs to walk on
Take your shoes off, but leave your socks on
The accoutrements that you abuse
Everyone is just furniture to you

A while back, I talked Chad Prather into organizing a conservative comedy troupe. We did one, and only one, but it was fun to do.

This was during the time that baby formula during the Biden years was in very short supply.