28 December 2008

Soliloquy on the Christmas Holiday

Day after day I'm more confused. But I look for the light through the pouring rain. You know that's a game that I hate to lose. Now I'm feeling the strain. Aint it a shame? Oh, give me the beat boys and free my soul. I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away. Give me the beat boys and free my soul. I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away. Beginning to think that I'm wasting time. I don't understand the things I do. The world outside looks so unkind. I'm counting on you. To carry me through. Give me the beat boys and free my soul. I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away. And when my mind is free you know melody can move me. And when I'm feeling blue the guitar's coming through to soothe me. Thanks for the joy that you've given me. I want you to know I believe in your song. Your rhythm and rhyme and harmony. You've helped me along. You're making me strong. Give me the beat boys and free my soul. I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away. Now now now won't you take me? Oh, oh take me Fly high...

12 December 2008

Owly's First Post

Ladies and Gentlemen of the Internet,

Hoo-hoo! Hoo-hoo! My name is Owly, the College Degree Owl. As some of you may know, there has been a great deal of recent debate about the projected 5.8 trillion-dollar-bailout to sectors of...holy shit, look! It's a tiny vole, scurrying past the compost pile! I'm going to swoop down and snatch up that vole with my talons so that I can violently rip out chunks of its brain!

This vole's tiny gall bladder melts in my mouth! I love to eat voles! I also love to make love to owls!

Where was I? Oh my...I've completely forgotten what I came here to say. Very sorry for the inconvenience, ladies and gentlemen of the internet. Have a fine weekend and a celebratory winter solstice.

Very truly yours,
Owly, the College Degree Owl

05 December 2008