With a wave of his hand Mickey commands the brooms to pour the flowers out amongst the greenery
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
It's only an Illusion
Music and Words by: J. Jordan/Vladimir CosmaArranged by: Kenyo
Met you by surprise,
I didn’t realize
That my life would change forever
Saw you standing there,
I didn’t know i cared
There was something special
in the air
Dreams are my reality
The only kind of real fantasy
Illusions are a common thing
I try to live in dreams
It seems as if it’s meant to be
Dreams are my reality
A different kind of reality
I dream of loving in the night
And loving seems alright
Although it’s only fantasy
If you do exist, honey don’t resist
Show me a new way of loving
Tell me that it’s true
Show me what to doI feel something special about you
Dreams are my reality
The only kind of reality
Maybe my foolishness has past
And maybe now at last
I’ll see how a real thing can be
Dreams are my reality
a wondrous world where i like to be
I dream of holding you all night
And holding you seems right
Perhaps that’s my reality
Met you by surprise, I didn’t realize
That my life would change forever
Tell me that’s it true
Feelings that are cue
I feel something special about you
Dreams are my reality
a wondrous world where i like to be
Illusions are a common thing
I try to live in dreams
Although it’s only fantasy
Dreams are my reality
I like to dream of you close to me
I dream of loving in the night
and loving you seems right
perhaps that’s my reality
Met you by surprise,
I didn’t realize
That my life would change forever
Saw you standing there,
I didn’t know i cared
There was something special
in the air
Dreams are my reality
The only kind of real fantasy
Illusions are a common thing
I try to live in dreams
It seems as if it’s meant to be
Dreams are my reality
A different kind of reality
I dream of loving in the night
And loving seems alright
Although it’s only fantasy
If you do exist, honey don’t resist
Show me a new way of loving
Tell me that it’s true
Show me what to doI feel something special about you
Dreams are my reality
The only kind of reality
Maybe my foolishness has past
And maybe now at last
I’ll see how a real thing can be
Dreams are my reality
a wondrous world where i like to be
I dream of holding you all night
And holding you seems right
Perhaps that’s my reality
Met you by surprise, I didn’t realize
That my life would change forever
Tell me that’s it true
Feelings that are cue
I feel something special about you
Dreams are my reality
a wondrous world where i like to be
Illusions are a common thing
I try to live in dreams
Although it’s only fantasy
Dreams are my reality
I like to dream of you close to me
I dream of loving in the night
and loving you seems right
perhaps that’s my reality
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
What we have here is a failure to communicate
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Center for Higher Learning
Saturday, April 25, 2009
M-I-C...K-E-Y...M-O-U-S-E
Oops, up on the wrong side of the bed I’m in a bad mood, brooding like Achilles type attitude Including a short fuse, shitfaced, and pissy pants, you better keep your distance My panties are twisted, Anti resistant, red hot and bothered, blistered and bloodshot, rotten and dirty, Disturbed is the word, I’m down in the dumps, perturbed if you prefer, I’m grumpy as something, I’m one grouchy grampa, dusty and disgruntled and crusty,You better not test me, trust me, I’m a flustered old bastard, my feathers are ruffled, So back off buster, you best not stress me, just don’t bug me, I’m hungry and ugly, so don’t try to hug me, please and thank you, I’m cranky for some reason, maybe I’m crazy. A phase I suppose, it’s just one of those days, it comes and it goes. I probably just need a rest, just a little PMS, I don’t mean to be a pest, so leave me alone, I’m a little low on patience, don’t ask questions, I’m not open to suggestions. I’m hoping to cope with it myself, and I’m sureit’ll help if I practice and act immature. I’m a prickly cactus, a barbed wire bulldog, a bump on a log, guard ball, I’m god awful. I don’t wanna take a pill I don’t wanna take a walk I don’t wanna go to sleep I don’t wanna have a talk This is my grumpy song, For when there’s something wrong, I don’t know what it is, It shouldn’t be but it is (x3) Don’t wanna take a pillI don’t wanna take a walk I don’t wanna go to sleep I don’t wanna have a talk
Buck 365 - Grumpy
Friday, April 24, 2009
So high
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Art at the Beach
Sunday, April 19, 2009
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