peanut butter and chocolate

my heart's exploding.
Mostly because I just ate about 5 peanut butter cookies in under two minutes, and partly because of how thrilling the chill of winter and heat of summer can shake your bones with a certain sweat of life.
We went to the San Francisco today. There was a long truck with the word PHANTOM written across it in black and white. For some reason, I felt like a child haunted and mesmerized, and a little desirous. That's kind of how I've always felt about the San Francisco. The stretching hills of lines of houses in faded pink and off-white, that huge fork-antenna towering over everything, the frenetic slurry of to and fro in crowded crosswalks of Market St, the slick library art, the indoor shelters and laughing bums, AWESOME! San Fran.
San Francisco remains a mystery to me - a code.
And the best part about mysteries?

Solving them

colloquialistic vermouth

in the great scheme of my everlasting Gobstopper (life) there have been of few voluptuous quotes having filled my bosom with brims of healthy bewonderment. Of these quotations, I have here selected the mitest tip-tops, words that suit my current fancy and most curiously puzzle. Be them words contained within the lives and belly of a snake, or the countless daunderings of that smelly thing we call hope, these waterlike quotable phrases have spilled their way onto my blogabyte, hitherto they lay, laid and translated for the feeble eyes and ways of seldom few. Bare with me if you will, and take with you what can you find, wherever else but here, some quotes:
(as you read each quote in the moment would you but not allow its mellow philanthrophy to dwaddle and dat beneath your hat and swim within your hearty heart of hearts?)

The grass is always greener on the other side

If you break it you buy it

If it ain't broke don't fix it

Two wrongs don't make a right

If you love something give it away

I don't care what you believe, just believe it

In youth and beauty wisdom is rare

Do unto others as you would have others do unto you

Indian-giving.

A dream is a wish your heart makes

Where have all the merrymakers gone?

Would you rather...

There is no I in Team

Yes We Can

I have a dream

How do you pick up the pieces of an old life?

Never have regrets

Peace, Love and Happiness.

Live locally, Love globally

Blub big time

And there we have a mouthy verse,
and one bag of chips after.

some sweet song lyrics

they say a watched pot won't ever boil
well I closed my eyes and nothing changed
just some water getting hotter in the flames.

if you still want me, please forgive me
because the star is not within me

something filled my heart with nothing
someone told me not to cry
now that I'm older my heart's colder
and I can see that it's a lie

children wake up, hold your mistake up
before they turn the summer into dust
children don't grow up
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up
we're just a million little gods causing rainstorms
turning every good thing to rust
I guess we'll just have to adjust

with our ligtning bolts aglowing
I can see where I am goin to be when the reaper comes and touches my hand