can you tell me how to get to sesame street?

sunny day.. chasin' the clouds away..
on my way to where the air is sweet..
can you tell me how to get..
how to get to sesame street?
come and play! everything's a-ok..
friendly neighbors there..
that's where we meet..
can you tell me how to get..
how to get to sesame street?

actually it's still pouring rain relentlessly..
i love this.
we're going to make popcorn and watch the oldschool sesame street from 1969.. just like when toxic first watched it.. then electric company also on dvd.. my hubby's off his meds, but i guess he can handle sesame street? (maybe he'll learn something? hehe >:)  <<i just invented this evil smiley...

how do you like my new wallpaper?
clickpic.. i haunt cyberspace from here... boo..
if i leave it alone for ten minutes the screensaver comes up in blackadder font scrolling across a black screen:

'it cannot be seen.. it cannot be felt..
cannot be heard.. cannot be smelt..
it lies behind stars.. and under hills..
and empty holes it fills..
it comes first and follows after..
ends life.. kills laughter..
...the dark'
-tolkien

you gotta check out this link to youtube where my son, daniel posted this very weird glitch from oblivion!!

bizarre oblivion glitch..

(also look for 'sweet tired cat' & other funny cat videos there!)

daily smith/i can't answer you anymore

something came from nothing today..
while i was saying No..
don't you knock on my door..
i can't answer you anymore..
absence makes the heart grow fond..
staying away from people
was a question before..
but i can't answer you anymore..
skip to the scene where we meet
and wrote a song..
i did everything right
for somebody that does everything wrong..
so i go from coast to coast
over the hawthorne bridge..
to the one i adore..
you ask me what i'm looking for..
but i can't answer you anymore..
no i can't answer you anymore.

daily smith/living will

time to kill.. i wrote a living will
and gave it to the man in the moon..
but i'm gonna get well soon..
this happy face is watching me die..
elevate me to another world..
all that i can do in my own
is leave well enough alone..
leave well enough alone..
leave well enough alone..
circumstance dropped by uninvited
and demand to be fed..
but i've already gone to bed..
there's nothing you can see from inside..
my spirit arose.. and put on my clothes..
and helped me disconnecting the phone..
to leave well enough alone..
leave well enough alone..
leave well enough alone..
time was i was a wire..
then a mole in a cake..
first it's all the reaction..
now it's all the rage..
waking up at a station stop
and reality's invading my brain..
the cops want to search the train..
they'll take away whatever they find..
but i don't have the thoughts you want..
just a memory of love i was shown..
a vision that turns to stone..
leave well enough alone..
leave well enough alone.

ghost & toxic

p.s. we drive over the 'hawthorne bridge' quite often...

Comments

[friendlyghost]

i loaded up the ghostunes with a whole bucketfull of 'best of' mr smiths..
gonna leave it up forever.

[emma]

My very first homework assignment was in kindergarten. I had to go home and watch the first episode of Sesame Street. It was on at night I think. I wasn't much into it because "It was for kids" and I was soooooo bigger than that :) Yeah, but somehow I saw a million hours of it. Oscar was my favorite.

[emma]

Hey, the drawing pad is blank? And I thought I lacked creativity.

[emma]

I just went thru a security check?

[emma]

and another?

[emma]

and another!

[emma]

It stopped.

[emma]

spoke too soon. Ok, I'll quit it now :)

[friendlyghost]

yeah, the board blanked out..?
knock yourself out, em!! vanquish the sleestack!
i had a freaky dream, gonna go post it at the board..
i love the old kermit, and ernie & bert.. when the 'nose snatcher' used to still try to reach out and get their noses if they leaned too far over the stage near the camera, remember? it was edgier then..
em, this blog even checks Me to see if I am an automated robot!

daniel & i are trying to find any elliott smith song that does not signal his inevitable suicide... not easy...
hmm.. welcome to my world...

[emma]

Can't find radom pix. Just when I think I know my way around this place.

Finished the next installment of the bio. Really enjoying it ghost. You almost bought it at those concerts. Glad you survived it all.

First time I saw the stones was last year. Me and my neighor got in backstage with fake passes. Big catered party back there. When we went to go on to the floor, she got in, but I got nailed. They didn't throw me out, but I was stuck back stage. So, I re-accessed my teenage stealth-mind and waited for the right moment and slipped passed the guards and onto the floor. Hooked up with my friend. People next to us got me stoned. All was well. So I am sitting in $500 seats in the Garden with no pass, no ticket and no money. It felt so good. The guy next to me leans over and says "I only paid 250 for my ticket and slipped down here." Sucka! Man, we slipped in right off the street to the floor with nothing! And, on top of that, they were fantastic! I really didn't have any expectations and then BANG! The old dudes were incredible!

[emma]

Hmmm...that one is plural. But it's written in light blue so I think its only "softly" meant.

[emma]

:(
I know you want to be left alone, but I can't bare that drawing. Don't feel lost. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings.