September 3, 2010
Dear Nal,
September 1, 2010
Painted Walls
Livin' On the Radio
I’ve got no friends
I’m my own queen
But I’m living on, living on the the radio
That’s my dream
Stone river eyes
And a lonely heart
If I’m living on the radio
They won’t tear me apart
10 steps and roses on the tree
10 steps and lonely nights
But you’ve still got me
On the road
Road paved in gold
Baby you must believe
Baby you must be free
Keep living on, living on the radio
That’s my dream
Baby you’ve gotta friend
And so many little monsters, yeah
Keep living on, living on the radio
That’s your dream
And when there’s nowhere to go
And your friends are gone
And you only got your daddy to call
It will be all right, honey
Cause your songs are on the radio
Cause the showbiz, all the caviar
The champagne and the sold out shows
But it will be all right honey
Cause your songs are on the radio
If Only
August 31, 2010
one-liner

A lonely number like root three
A three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed
