Feel the Bern, Motherfuckers.

Understand me - Paul Graham at it again


In homage to him I choose the music of Nat King Cole: L-O-V-E

L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore can

Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don’t break it
Love was made for me and you

<trumpet instrumental>
Permalink Lost in the jungle 
January 18th, 2006
<<<[5] Donald Hall said young would-be poets were mistaken to be so obsessed with being published. But you can imagine what it would do for a 24 year old to get a poem published in The New Yorker. Now to people he meets at parties he's a real poet. Actually he's no better or worse than he was before, but to a clueless audience like that, the approval of an official authority makes all the difference. So it's a harder problem than Hall realizes. The reason the young care so much about prestige is that the people they want to impress are not very discerning.>>>

Ain't it the truth!
Permalink sharkfish 
January 18th, 2006
Jesus, get that guy a new project to work on, what a blowhard.
Permalink Phil 
January 18th, 2006
Hey Phil,

Relax. What Paul does is none of your business.
Permalink Rick Tang 
January 18th, 2006
hehe I know, I just don't "get" everyones facination with him.
Permalink Phil 
January 18th, 2006
Oops, you found an error!