... I was driving to Salt Lake

And I passed a new water park called Cowabunga. I was frightened for two reasons:

1. I'm pretty sure it was not there when I drove to Salt Lake last week

2. It looks like the popular children's board game Mousetrap. (What? You don't know about the game Mousetrap? Well you can't blame me for your deprived childhood.)

See- told ya.

... I bought an Imogen Heap CD

And it made me happy. Really happy. Because I love Imogen Heap- her music is simply amazing in all its eclectic wonder. She possesses an extraordinary gift for putting every emotion into words- even the innate, fleeting emotions we all experience but never pay much attention to. While I love every song on her new CD, there are a couple that I never tire of so I'm putting the lyrics of one up here and can hopefully find the song somewhere to put it on here as well.

Wait it Out

Where do we go from here?

How do we carry on?

I can't get beyond the questions

Clambering for the scraps

In the shatter of us collapsed

That cuts me with every could-have-been

Pain on pain on play repeating

With the backup, makeshift life in waiting

Everybody says

Time heals everything

But what of the wretched hollow?

The endless in between

Are we just going to wait it out?

There's nothing to see here now

Turning the sign around

We're closed to the earth 'til further notice

A stumbling clichéd case

Crumpled and puffy faced

Dead in the stare of a thousand miles

All I want, only one, street level miracle

I'll be an out and out, born again, from none more cynical

And sit here cold, we will be long gone by then

In lackluster, in dust we layer on old magazines,

fluorescent lighting sets the scene

For all we could and should be being

In the one life that we've got

And sit here

Just going to wait it out

And sit here cold

Just going to sweat it out

Wait it out

You should probably go and buy it... like yesterday.