I could be a song writer Jon Hillenbrand, March 3, 2008October 17, 2019 So my friend Rikki challenged me by saying that I wouldn’t be a good song writer after I wrote something lame to her. So I took up the challenge and asked her to give me a subject and I would write a song about it. But I couldn’t wait, so I just picked a potato and wrote a song about that. So here it is: In my dream she rolls to me With sun in her eyes, sun in her eyesSkin so soft it makes me cryThe day is long and I hear her sighs I walk alone, I sometimes seeThrough the sand and heat in me… Potato! Girl! You roll to me with graceYou’re earthy smell is like a warm embraceOne day I know I’ll get out of this placeAnd that day soon we’ll marry and live our days… Together! Girl! Potato you’ve been there for meIn my hand we’ll run across the beach, you are freeI see you in my garden, don’t you see me tooSee me in you…see me in you…see me in you. I need to work on the chorus a little more, keep it melodic, but I think it works. Photography Thoughts photography
Photography Auditorium Seats – YMCA May 25, 2010October 17, 2019 Oh what drama the auditorium seats have seen. So passive in their demeanour, yet always watching with a soulless intensity eclipsed only by their occasional occupants. I took these shots at the Evanston YMCA’s ancient auditorium. Read More
Photography Not too much about photography in this blog March 15, 2008October 17, 2019 So there, I admit it. But what the heck? Can’t stick to one subject your whole life, can you? So this post will be about photography. I am hella busy right now at work. If you want to know what it’s like as a staff photographer at a major corporation,… Read More
Photography The Long View February 17, 2010October 17, 2019 Sometimes I can feel the neurons in my head recharging to execute a wrong decision once again. And in that shiver of a moment, I sometimes see the long view of my life stretched out before me like bolts of drying linen across the stone floor of time. Thoughts meander… Read More
omg, tell me when you’re releasing your next album, because I dont think I can wait ’til then to buy this… this… this amazing genius of American pop art. Reminds me of the only pop song I ever wrote…’bout the “tomoto with sour cream for YOU.” But I’m sure you know that from reading my blog.