Well the move being almost complete, I've started unpacking and rifling through boxes.  Some of these boxes have been in storage (read: Mom's basement) for 5+ years now, so I never know what I'm going to find.  In additions to things that I knew I had (like my comics, Spawn's baby books and knick knacky suchlike), I've found a lot of surprises.  Pictures I had forgotten that were taken and a ton of my old writings.

Digging through a box today I found what is currently the coolest thing yet.  It was written in a legal pad on the first page and it's most of a song I wrote several years ago.  I don't remember who I wrote it for, but I know the feelings it elicits.  It excites me so much that I think I have to finish it and I really want to share it.  Since I haven't had any opportunity to record (at all yet), sound file is out of the question, but here are the lyrics for you to enjoy.

I love it when you make me nervous
When you stand a little too close
And I love it when I catch my breath
When you brush my hand with yours on accident
But I don't want to know what you're thinking
I think it might be dangerous
I don't want to know what you're feeling
I think you might feel reckless
(I know that I feel reckless)

I like to talk about the weather
I like to talk about the gods
I like to talk political action
And won't you tell me about your dogs
But I don't want to know what you're thinking
When you look into my eyes
And I don't want to know what you're feeling
I think it might just wreck us
(and I don't want to wreck us)

So, yeah, needs work...  no...  needs more, but I think I can do it.  This will be a fun project that I can work on while I keep working at shaping up the new place.

Cool, eh?

~FG };^>