Ah, Fudge

You know, I find it rather convenient that I was to hear something and that a set of lyrics from a CD, maybe not so much recommended, but tried by association could mean anything.

Black Cadillacs by Modest Mouse

And it's true we named our children
After towns that we've never been to.
And it's true that the clouds just hung around
Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral.

And we were done, done, done
With all the fuck, fuck, fuckin' around.
You were so true to yourself.
You were true to no one else.
Well I should put you in the ground.

I've got the time, I got the hours,
I got the days, I got the weeks.
I could say to myself
I've got the words but I can't speak.
Well I was done, done, done
With all the circ, circ, circlin' round.

I didn't die and I ain't complainin'.
I ain't blamin' you.
I didn't know that the words you said to me
Meant more to me than they ever could you.
I didn't lie and I ain't sayin'
I told the whole truth.
I didn't know that this game we were playin'
Even had a set of rules.

We named our children after towns
That we've never been to.
And it's true that the clouds just hunger around
Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral.
And we were laughing at the stars
While our feet clung tight to the ground.
So pleased with ourselves
For using so many verbs and nouns.

But we were all still just dumb, dumb, dumber
Than the dirt, dirt, dirt on the ground.
Well wings on flames, kings with no names,
Well this place just ain't got right air right now.
You were so all over town but still so Crayola brown.
Well you should run 'round yourself right now.
And we were done, done, done
With all the fuck, fuck, fuckin' around.
Circlin' round.

Now, it's not to say that there were any kids to name after town that anyone's never been to, but the rest seems quite relevant.

The day at work was a little stressful, so a beer at the Yardhouse was definitely in the question. Since I found that I didn't have any days that were involved with ball this week, that maybe I would see what Ashley was up to... but as it turns out she's out with some other guy this week and well... this song came up and made some good sense.

This isn't to say I make of anything of it, but I have no felt fooled, yet again, by some crafty flirting. I know I haven't covered the entire weekend yet and now that I'm posting this, I sort of wish I did. It would cover some ground I would be arguing if I had put it out there to begin with.

Nevertheless, I think I've been fooled again. The question now is will I learn from it. If you ask the right side of me, it is optimistic. The wrong side is a little more devious and might seek what the hell is going on. As the middle person trying to decide between the two, a comprimise might be sought, but knowing me... it's gonna be one or the other.

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