Thursday, May 19, 2005


Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul

- They Might Be Giants, “Birdhouse In Your Soul” (from Flood)
This is my birdhouse.

There are many like it, but this one is MINE.

My birdhouse is my best friend. It is my life.

I must master it as I must master my life.

My birdhouse without me is useless. Without my birdhouse, I am useless.

I must run to my birdhouse quickly.

I must get there faster than my sister who is trying to kill me.

I must bite her on the ass before she bites me. I will...

...start referring to this thing as a cathouse.

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