Laying around waiting. I fear it ended without me.
Lovely time spending, a subtle amount of cash waiting.
I didn't want to let you see me playing around the tables, admiring the other gals in waiting. Where is it going if not into my pocket, the unused rubber melting? I don't think it is making any more sense than you expected.
Carlos,
ReplyDeleteHey again! Thanks for changing your comment form so that I can leave a note.
I wrote a comment before (just a few minutes ago), but I'm not sure it got posted, and I don't quite understand why. Ugghhh--technology--love it and hate it.
Yeah, I did like Lady Tron.
This sounds sort of crazy, but I've been noodling around on my keyboard now for years, and I've never come up with so much as a song I felt comfortable showing a group of people. (I'd show one or two people, perhaps.) But lately I've had some pop songs zing into my head, and I've wondered if I should bring them to life. Then again, perhaps they're not my songs--I might have dredged them up from my memory--someone else's songs.
So if I do come up with a pop song, would you include it on Glibbery? :)
--Scot