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It rained tonight after not raining for a long time. The air smelt sweet and heavy, like lanolin, as I drove home. I was expecting the oily, thick texture, and almost sour taste on my tongue that lanolin leaves.

I stopped next to a dark blue car at the traffic lights. The driver took off too fast and skidded on the slick road. The tires squealed, the car jerked sideways, the driver corrected the car's path and continued on their way.

I turned, then turned, then turned ...

I never stand up for myself. I was thinking about this. every time somebody says something to me I just stay quiet and wait 'till it's over. at work when they say I'm doing something wrong just because I don't do it the same way they do even though the outcome is the same, I just close my mouth and smile so the smoke burning up inside me dosen't get out. when people give me milk in my coffee when I hate milk in my coffee I just pipe down and drink it. when I'm unhappy I just do my routine and stay ...

So once upon a time ago, there use to be this really obnoxious TV show for kids called Barney (some of you may be famillair) it was a big sensation for a while, and basicaly stared this dude dressed up in a big purple dinosour costume. Well there was this reallly annoying "happy" song that he always sung. Well completely out of the blue for no apperently reason the tune of the song popped into my head and I started making up my own lyrics for it to amuse myself and this is what restulted: ...

Since there's so much going on about Haiti and so many people are writing beautiful and sad things about their feelings, I'll include mine.

Me, being the pessimist will in fact not include any sort of message of hope, pragmatism maybe, but for the most part despair.

I have two times in my life had two very dear friends that were in natural disasters and so upon seeing those pictures of Haiti in devastation, I thought back at the dread I felt at those other times in ...

I watched part of a musical tribute to Haiti tonight on the TV.

Bruce Springsteen did a sweet and haunting version of "We Will Overcome."

I wish I believed that.

It brought back memories of 9/11, nine years ago, and watching the musical tribute for that. And Hurrican Katrina and New Orleans, and the musical tribute for THAT five years ago (where does the time go?). I felt something stirring in my heart, that most overused organ and symbol (especially ...