A song, of all things?

And a railroading song, at that?

I just wrote two verses of a song about steam-era railroading. A tune and all.

I'm sitting here thinking I'm insane, and inclined to disparage the thing, but the fact itself is so very absurd.

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A fishie song

(Made up on the spur of the moment for Rosa)

Fish fish, little fish
Swimming in the sea
Where are you little fish?
Come and swim to me.

Quotes

Selections from The Wicked Little Book of Quotes, gift from neeuqdrazil the sweet

• If I had to live my life again, I'd make the same mistakes, only sooner.--Tallulah Bankhead


• I have bursts of being a lady, but it doesn't last long.--Shelley Winters


• Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before.--Mae West


• Lead me not into temptation; I can find the way myself.--Rita Mae Brown


• Good girls go to heaven. Bad girls go everywhere.--Helen Gurley Brown

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One other good quote I just wrote in a card for Jen. The card says: "Men are like parking spaces. The good ones are either too small or already taken." For some reason we've been joking about small penises lately: the last man she went out with had a really tiny one. Anyway I added this quote to the card: "If brevity is the soul of wit, your penis must be a riot."