Smile for me Cassy :)

What did you do?

What did you say?

Did you walk - or did you run away?

Where are you now?

Where have you been?

Did you go alone - or did you bring a friend?

I did'nt know this - but I noticed when you're smilin'

Out in the sun havin' fun and you're feelin' free

And I can tell you know how hard this life can be,

But you keep on smilin' for me

What went right?

What went wrong?

Was it the story - or was it the song?

Was it overnight - or did it take you long?

Was knowing your weakness what made you strong?

Or all the above - oh how I love to see you smilin'

And oh yeah - take a little pain just in case

You need something warm to embrace

To help you put on a smilin' face

Hey, put on a smilin' face

Don't you go off into the new day with any doubt

Here's a summary of somethin' that you could smile about:

Say for instance, my girlfriend she bugs me all the time

But the irony of it all is that she loves me all the time

I want to be you - whenever I see you smilin'

Cause it's easily one of the hardest things to do

Your worries and fears become your friends

And they end up smilin' at you

Put on a smilin' face

-Gnarles Barkley - Smiley Faces

Mercury is in retrograde and Im back in VA

Well not yet at least, but I'm on my way in about two weeks or so.


So isn't that what they say when the shit hits the fan. I don't know what retrograde means (or really how to spell it----but that's never stopped me before) and I'll probably need to google mercury and what affect it has on life. The point is that mass mayhem has commenced for me and a number of my friends and family and all I can do is yank my neck back in that "What the fuck" sort of way.

They always say its bad luck to have a black cat cross your path, but what does it mean when you cross paths with a black cat that is in the midst of taking a shit. All constants remaining, you know the hissing, the glowing eyes, back hunched, with hair raised. Sorry to be so crass but I had to ponder that one as I progressed home after a long exhausting day of what I can approximate as nothing much at all. Call it nonchalance but the recent adventures in the life of Cassandra "She does not have a middle name" Brown have been one(actually a few) for the books, but far from necessary to documenting in this BEAUTIFULLY DEEP blog.

This Friday night, I'm vegging out. No phones, no AIM, nothing much at all except Bridget Jones Diary and sleeping. With that said, let the vegging commence.

PEACE