Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Thank you for holding
At times like these I am reminded of the immortal words of Jim Steinman as channeled by Bonnie Tyler.
Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream of what I need
Well, mostly I toss and turn from a lack of air-conditioning and preponderance of pollen, but you get the idea.
Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream of what I need
Well, mostly I toss and turn from a lack of air-conditioning and preponderance of pollen, but you get the idea.
