If I were to marry Jack Black

Now please understand this is a purely hypothetical musing. I am merely a fan of his eyebrows and unbelievable and unique personality. However the hypothetical musing hit me today and I've decided: that if I were to marry Jack Black I would definitely invest in nice, thick curtains for all of the windows of our house. Because heaven knows he would often be running around in his chones or just in the nude. The neighbors don't need to see that. They can just watch his movies.

hearts flown south for the winter

If you were falling then I would catch you
you need a light, I'd find a match
cause I love the way you say "good morning"
and you take me the way I am

if you are chilly here take my sweater
your head is aching I'll make it better
cause I love the way you call me baby
and you take me the way I am

I'd buy you rogain when you start losing all your hair
sew on patches to all you tear
cause I love you more than I could ever promise
and you take me the way I am
You take me the way I am
you take me the way I am

[Ingrid Michaelson]


I'm not certain of why I am creating this blog. Most likely it is because I love to write, and when presented with a fresh piece of paper and a pen, am instantly filled with a desire to decorate it with hopefully well placed words and punctuation. Jameson Ranck created a blog once, sometime before now, and I've just read it last night. He has unknowingly presented me with a new piece of paper and pen, and the desire to write on it, little or much, important or fluff-filled, has brought me here. So if any of you souls out there have any complaints about my piece of blog existing, talk to Jamo. He is the perpetrating muse.