Everybody has a dark side:
Do you have a dark side?
The problem with killing a spider that has mockingly hopped onto one’s steering wheel is the fact that, unless one can locate his dead remains on the floorboard, he will inevitably pounce onto the seat of one’s car in what appears to be a fury of fangs hungry for revenge.
The problem with killing said spider aiming to attack one’s thigh with his fangs, is that, again, unless one locates his dead remains on the floorboard, he will continue to hop around inside the car – slightly stunned, but fully mobile.
Let it also be stated that simply tapping one’s foot in his direction will do nothing to destroy this determined spider.
Unless one smears his body in a streak along the rug of said floorboard, he will, in fact, remain alive – and eager – oh so eager – to defend his life.
Hey!
So, remember how I wrote a handful of Hector songs? Well…. I’m thinking about doing another “collection” – this time just a collection of stories.
And I’m thinking about calling the collection “Seven Stories.” – catchy huh? 
Here’s where you come in! I need story ideas. About whatever. And whoever. And whenever. Oh – and don’t forget: Wherever.
Leave me some ideas. WITH details… Just a few. (A good story song always has details. I’m not so good at details, so you can help with that.)
mkay?
mkay!
A few months ago I asked for some ideas, and I got a few. I hoped to write from one of those ideas each month, and – even though I’m not keeping count – I do keep that little goal in the back of my mind.
Today I’m posting one of those songs. Angie contributed the phrase “Yesterday’s Tomorrow” and it was YUMMY. Take a minute to consider it, and maybe it’ll taste as good to you. I returned to those two words again and again, hoping something would bite. Finally, about a month ago, it did. I don’t know if you’ll “get it” or even like the song, but here it is – not your typical break-up song:
I said I’m sorry
But you didn’t hear
Not with all the shouting
ringing in your earI don’t know about tomorrow
I don’t ^know what’s next
but one thing’s for certain
this whole mess is a wreckYou don’t have to say if you’ll stay another day
but there’s one thing I want you to know
I’m still working on
I’m still holding on
to Yesterday’s TomorrowI know I need you
but you don’t see
all the tears are falling
down on my kneesYou don’t have to say if you’ll stay another day
but there’s one thing I want you to know
I’m still working on
I’m still holding on
to Yesterday’s Tomorrow
