the band. not the size and shape of walt's asshole.
i caught the end of a men at work song on the radio while driving home and it reminded me of an evening, waaay back in the days of original saab and working at clary's, that a friend called abe and i got lost in southern hills and drove around for what felt like hours listening to the same men at work song over and over again. we loved it. and.... i can't figure out HOW a men at work song could ever have gotten so much airtime in my car. what was it that we liked?? i can't figure out what song it is, but think it's the first track from "cargo"... and that's just a dumb song. surely not the one we liked so much. there is no explanation for this.
i'm about to eat a pumpkin for dinner and feel like this is something i'll be doing a lot of this winter. there's too much damn winter squash and there;s no way we'll sell it all. no way. no sir.
walnuts.
someone DID buy a 25 lb. hubbard squash today, though. impressive. 25 lbs down, 9,975 to go.
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Well, as for men at work playing
In a recursive loop upon
Your tape player, I can only
Surmise that you and Abe were
In a revelatory silly surreal moment –
Temporarily negating all reason…
As I recall that was something
Abe was uniquely qualified for.
And as for the overabundance of
Winter squash at the farm,
Might I humbly suggest that
You dovetail your peculiar innovative
Engineering with a bold
New pumpkin propelling marketing initiative…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QakELGNnotQ
Who could it be now?
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