then theres a word on my mind and that word is

^^that wish list is so not safe for work or kids. and yes i have too much time on my hands. suggestions for additions?

In years past, Dick Hyman was music director for Arthur Godfrey and orchestrator of the hit musical Sugar Babies. He has served as composer/arranger/conductor/pianist for the Woody Allen films Zelig, The Purple Rose of Cairo, Broadway Danny Rose, Stardust Memories, Hannah and Her Sisters, Radio Days, Bullets Over Broadway, Mighty Aphrodite, Everyone Says "I Love You", Sweet and Lowdown, and The Curse Of The Jade Scorpion. Other scores have included Moonstruck, Scott Joplin-King of Ragtime, The Lemon Sisters, and Alan and Naomi. Various recordings of his have been included in The Mask, Two Weeks Notice, and other films.

( nsfw to the point that i am cutting it. plus it is a kinda large image. but its funny. )

i aint no poet if i was id be dead by now

ok so i worked this over in my head for two weeks now. took two days to actually write it and i still think it sucks so bad. but its out of my head and out of my system so now maybe i can think about something else. please. sorry to those of you who see it twice.so now i present to you another song that will never get sung...

kindling souls
in that cute purple mini
you were more than i could digest
and your bad religion
always seemed to fail my test
illiterate body language
and minds that could never rest

forever seemed like a long time
maybe a month or two
or three or four or five
well i survived that black hole
you called love
and somehow im still alive

it came from the pit
and into the dawn of a delta day
you never came back
because you never went away
rain makers and money takers
are what it took to make you stay

forever seemed like a long time
maybe a month or two
or three or four or five
well i survived that black hole
you called love
and somehow im still alive

i wish i had the cure
for all of you loss and pain
some kind of magic potion
to keep you a little closer to sane
all the truths you would not swallow
and things you would not have again

forever seemed like a long time
maybe a month or two
or three or four or five
well i survived that black hole
you called love
and somehow im still alive

your sisters never showed any mercey
but the first lasts for always
this strange fruit you planted
got burnt in so many ways
in a studio somewhere in a city
i hope you are picking yu plays

forever seemed like a long time
maybe a month or two
or three or four or five
well i survived that black hole
you called marriage
and somewhere youre still alive