tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23330122.post-1163997593416098482006-11-19T20:37:00.000-08:002006-11-19T20:39:53.426-08:00I think it was September / or mid-October / the sun was looking down on me / like a glowing ember / I think it was a Thursday, / well, I can't remember / All I know it was the winter of summer weather / I met an old man / with a metal detector / he said his name was Stan, / but I heard it was Hector <br /><br />---Sound of Urchin, from "Alligator"<br /><br />I'm likin' this album. <br /><br />Question: how many women with sometimes blue hair does it take to find a freebie Diet Coke top? 1 Liter nonetheless! How many of these women (I know it takes more than one) pursue this Quest endlessly? Digging through trash? Knowing they have some feline companions who are prob'ly to blame....<br /><br />I'm getting out the Manic Panic. More blue = more luck. Or I could ask StBattlenoreply@blogger.com