...came blowin' in from across the sea, and lingered there and touched your hair and walked with me...
Listening to ''Summer Wind'', by Lyle Lovett , Smile-Songs From the Movies(Play Count: 3)
I'm sitting in the World headquarters in a sleeveless tee and hawaiian shirt listing to the Summer wind by Lyle Lovett, I'm as far away from the cold and nasty winter as I can get if only in my mind. After that "Delius (Song of Summer)", by Kate Bush, from Never for Ever (Play Count: 4) comes up from the playlist. I typed in Summer and hit the random button. I figure turn about is fair play, the random button has been hitting me pretty hard lately. My thoughts are taking their sweet time getting from fingertips to CRT and now 'Summer Breeze'', by Jason Mraz , album unknown (Play Count: 5) is both center stage and stereo eaves. Last summer I took time off from bowling. I built an arbor-trellis yard ornamentation structure, I gardened. I wish it was summer again, I'd not be bowling (well, technically I'm not really bowling now, so...). I wouldn't be cold. My car wouldn't be cold. My hydraulic clutch would not have burst a line, or worse. The German Girl is in the Black Forrest again, she's learning to deal with clutch situations. I'm struggling with the same problems. Clutch Cargo? No Clutch, no Car go. Listening to ''Summer...It's Gone'', by Grandaddy, from Just like the Fambly Cat (Play Count: 1).
So , how did you bowl? What happened with the secret weapon? The secret weapon was not discharged, there had not been a chance to test the secret weapon, so the secret part is safe, as it the team it would have been used against. Lat Night Team Chatterbox One was just two. We knew that Melissa was harping at somebody else, but we still expected some jewels from the Hoffmeister. Listening to ''Summertime Killer'', by Luis E. Bacalov, from Kill Bill (vol. 2)(Play Count: 0) But nay! Brandon did not appear, and just Mr. DiNicola and I face the rowdy rabble alone. We lost them all. Travis did well, and over his handicap, but I failed to come in from the cold streak, never got hot and let both ghost down as well as Mr. T. D.
Well suck is as suck does. Maybe the cabana boy will bring me another drink with an umbrella in it. Looks like I've come full circle...

Listening to ''The Summer Wind'', by Madeleine Peyroux from Half the Perfect World (Play Count: 2).
Chuck Pace © 2007
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Listening to ''It Must Be Summer'', by Fountains of Wayne, from Utopia Parkway (Play Count: 1)