This song’s called I USED TO HAVE IT ALL BUT I HAD TO GET RID OF SOME OF IT BECAUSE I DIDN’T HAVE ANYWHERE TO PUT IT. It’s a wordy version of a Steven Wright joke. In his book On Humor, philosopher Simon Critchley says something about how after a good laugh there’s a moment of realization of just how odd it is to be a human being on earth. That’s where I’m at lately. That and dreaming of summers in Mongolia spent riding horses, hunting with eagles, and fishing for taimen. Back in the real world I’ve got two songs that need some help. No rest until I find the endings. Good endings are hard to come by. Bad endings, I could open a store that sells those.
