1. Monday
A week ago or so, I posted this "last spread." The copy was lorem ipsum FPO stuff, so I needed something to go there and I decided I would write more verses for this song as a book. On Monday, I wrote what I thought would be a great last verse. Then I changed. Now, it's a great last verse.
2. Tuesday
I once wrote a line for a song that went like this:
"Sometimes I think
In congested traffic
With cellphones and harmonicas
Life ain't so tragic."
I find I think A LOT in congested traffic. Tuesday was no exception. I thought up a new verse on my way back to work from a press check about "what happened to Billie the nightclub singer."
3. Wednesday
Along with a number of other tunes, Sonia, Jim -- our new drummer, Tony -- and I played a funky version of the original (three-verse) A Place I don't Belong
4. Thursday
I put on a shirt I hadn't worn since last Thursday. I found an envelope in the pocket. Some bit a junk mail. But there was something scribbled on the back. It was a verse I had written about "the red Cadillac parked outside the packy."
5. Friday
Today is Salvador Dali's 108th birthday-anniversary. I'm going to do my best to be surreal!