All I Have To Do Is Dream

Pee, pee, pee
Pee, pee, pee
Pee, pee, pee
Pee, pee, pee
Whenever I have to
All I seem to do is pee.

When I do want - I can go
When I don't want - I still go
Whenever I have to
All I seem to do is pee, pee, pee, pee.

Rushing waterfalls, raindrops as they fall
faucets be they hot or cold
Where the water is - gee WHIZ -
I guess I'm now getting old.

I need to pee all the time
Six glasses a day - go one more time
Whenever I have to
All I seem to do is pee, pee, pee, pee.
Pee.

Hey, Hey, Hey Goodbye

Sanjaya was voted off.

And there was great rejoicing in the land.

Raindrops Keep Fallin' On My Head

"Man, I got vision. The world is wearin' bifocals."

A truer word was never said.

Hair

Look, I think it looks cute and all. One of my cousins (first cousin once removed, thanks Auntie M for finally teaching me) has the style. All the boys have the style. They work really hard to have the style and get really upset if their hairdresser can't recreate the style when having a trim.

But I would just like to take a moment to say that I am terribly thankful that ten years from now, when Walker hits twelve going on eighteen, that the 70's flip all the young men are sporting will no longer be in fashion.

It's not that the guys don't look cute in it. If you're a mother of one, or a 13 year old girl, it's dreamy. But I didn't particularly like it in the 70's and I'm not overly fond of it now. Sort of like gauchos. Even though the newest version is much cuter, they're still gauchos. Best worn in Peru at the turn of the last century.

Of course, knowing my luck, the fashion in ten years will be used in conjunction with Vitalis or something equally disgusting.