Judgement Day. Now, there's a concept. Be good or get caught! Maybe I'll take a few days off and re-live some memories. Well, I have fixed it so that I don't have anything to take days off from.*
Do you suppose anyone ever thinks of me and wonders what might have been?
Maybe the worst of the blues is that zone where sad barely beats out happy on the melancholy scale. How different would the art world have been if Mona Lisa had plopped down on a whoopee cushion?
*Anarchists can end sentences with prepositions.