Saturday, September 30, 2006

Mr. 7:30 PM

"They say that time changes everything, but actually, you have to change them yourself."

-Andy Warhol

This past summer saw a lot of changes and new horizons for me. Some doors opened while others closed. I guess that's life. As summers go, the summer of 2006 certainly wasn't the worst summer I have ever had. One brilliant point was the arrival of a family of Blue Jays, who spent their time in my dead apple tree. There was a couple, and their babies, now it is just the one. He comes home to roost every day at 7:30 PM. I can tell time by the sound of his chirping. He lands in the tree no earlier then 7:28 PM and no later than 7:38 PM, but more times then not, it is exactly 7:30 PM. He is a constant in my life, he is magical. A couple years ago, a small brown duck used to land in my swimming pool every morning at 10:30 AM, I haven't seen her for quite sometime, but I have my new friend, Mr. 7:30.

And oh yes... Elvis Costello

Carly steps up to the Karaoke machine...

Everyday I Write The Book
By Elvis Costello & Sung By Carly

Don't tell me you don't know what love is
When you're old enough to know better
When you find strange hands in your sweater
When your dreamboat turns out to be a footnote
I'm a girl with a mission in two or three editions

And I'm giving you a long look
Everyday, everyday, everyday I write the book

Chapter one, we don't really get along
Chapter two, I think I fell in love with you
You said you'd stand by me in the middle of chapter three
But you were up to your old tricks in chapters, 4,5,6

And I'm giving you a long look
Everyday, everyday, everyday I write the book
The way you walk
The way you talk, and try to kiss me and laugh
In four or five paragraphs
All your compliments and your cutting remarks
Are captured here in my quotation marks

And I'm giving you a long look
Everyday, everyday, everyday I write the book

Don't tell me you don't know the difference
Between a lover and a fighter
With my pen and my electric typewriter
Even in a perfect world where everyone was equal
I'd still own the film rights and be working on the sequel

And I'm giving you a long look
Everyday, everyday, everyday I write the book.

I hit the shuffle on my Real Player the other day, and that song came up. Funny, I hadn't listened to it in such a long time. I now have it stuck in my head, kinda cool though, always loved Elvis Costello. :)

-OndineMonet
"Mr. 7:30"
Berkeley, California
Summer, 2006
7:30 PM

1 comment:

sunflowerkat119 said...

Oh Carly....I'm so impressed that you are so in tune with the natural world around you that you tell time by the chirping of the blue jay. You're an incredible woman.

LOVE YOU!!!