Jazz and Blow Jobs

my sweetheart has a ridiculously massive music collection.

because i have no idea what the bulk of them are, i like to walk up to the wall of Cd's and randomly pull out a disc.

today i pulled Don Cherry, the African-American Jazz musician from Oklahoma.

inside the cover, a black and white photo and caption:

I want to personally
thank God for giving us
all blessings in this life
we bless we bless we bless we bless we bless

i am thankful for wood
for without wood i would not be able to chop logs
or sit in front of the fire writing lists

i am thankful for my list practice
which came from seeing the movie "The Secret"
and for it's help in sculpting my dream mate

which led to reconnecting with my old friend Michelle, who in front of that very fireplace
convinced me to put a profile on the plentyoffish dating site
(and regardless of the many times i entered into the site calling it plenty of losers)
led me to my dreamy mate


thank you:
*Michelle, dating sites, axes, my Dad for teaching me how to build a fire, watermelons, beer and small, sweet over baked yams


thank you, Audra