Song Lyrics

Why? Because it's been bugging me since I last posted. Deal.

Artist: Manfred Mann's Earth Band (1976), actually written by Bruce Springsteen
Song: Blinded By the Light

Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night...

Madman drummers bummers,
Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older,

And it just continues on in this sorta weirdo vein. Sometimes I hate knowing lyrics because they're so dumb. Of course, about 1/3 of my quilts get NAMED using lyrics, so maybe I'm the dumb one.

I mopped the floor. I picked a night when it was damp and humid and about to rain, so (1) the floor took forever to dry and I couldn't actually trim the quilts that night and (2) despite the fact that it appears to be a drought year in sunny So Cal, it was raining, so mud would be immediately tracked back into the house onto said entryway floor. It all made sense to me at the time. I trimmed the quilts the next day, avoiding the muddy footprints of small children. I am ready to bind! Ha! Except that whole work/exhaustion thing gets in the way of getting anything GOOD done. Wanna make art. Don't wanna work.