I read this band bio today that hit the nail on the head better than Bob Villa.

"This town won't bury its dead..."

There are mornings that you'll wake up and you'll realize that you don't want to go to work, you don't want to see your friends and you don't want to turn on the television to visit the world's problems on a flat, high-definition surface. The idea of leaving your room to go see a movie sounds trivial because each actor and actress on screen has had their drug problems and sexual liaisons captured and documented by this hour's hippest celebrity blog and for some reason, you just can't relate to another movie about a twenty-something coming of age and dropping out of college to pursue that crazy and always attractive girl from his old hometown.

You've lived inside cities and outside cities and still can't decide if people change based on their surroundings or if the surroundings adapt to accommodate each new face someone acquires. You've probably tried to move somewhere that your friends gave you endless grief about while their insides rotted with jealousy about how you might get somewhere before them.

Most likely you've told someone you dislike a song you've never actually heard.

You have enemies. You have triumphs and tragedies galore. You've had a first pet that you still miss after all these years. You've burned bridges only to rebulid them just to burn them down again. You believe in people until they stop believing in you, or at least stop acting like they do. You have at least three friends that want to "make it".

From Ghosts and Liars

But the truth is, I don't have a lot to say about this man that isn't good. At the moment, I can't think of anything, though I feel like I should because today is his birthday.

I felt very lucky when MJ and I were dating and we realized we were on the same page regarding food. I don't know where or when I started being very suspicious of the things I ate. But by the time I moved to California in 2004, I was plotting out a future of growing my own vegetables and contemplating becoming a vegetarian. In my fantasy life I wear only organic, well designed clothing, live in a highly efficient house made from environmentally friendly materials and my car is solar powered too. Being nice to the earth and your body is damn hard work sometimes, but we are trying.

Because of my former gypsy ways, a lot of these people in my stories are now only photographs attached to memories. So many people I still feel close to, I no longer see and have not spoken to in ages.

MJ and I talked about doing a "Portrait Wall" in our house to showcase all our friends and family. As I contemplate over who to add to this collage I realize I can't add all these people I still think of so fondly even if the story behind the face is so interesting. It would just be weird. And I already have that label applied to me enough these days without strangers mugshots on my wall.

Still, their stories should be told.

Anyway - The person who finds the most words wins a little prize. A little something you can only get from me.
Just type up all the words you find in an email to me and whoever has the most legit words wins!

They are one in the same, I tell you.
And Ladies, Maurice is single...