© Vince Pawless 2019

Valuable is the way you comb your hair, like auburn spun. Valuable is the way you smile. Valuable is how you talk. Valuable is what I hear. Valuable is knowing the ropes. Valuable is knowing what not to do. Valuable is knowing how to make someone happy. Valuable is knowing how to make someone feel good. Sometimes it takes a little, sometimes it takes a lot. Valuable is knowing when to quit. Valuable is the way you talked that policeman outta that ticket. Bravo! 

Valuable is a measure. Valuable is a goal, but valuable is not an amount. Though valuable might just be a place. Perspective is valuable. Opinion is valuable to a point. Hell, like alcohol is a food to a point. Character is valuable. Knowing where yer going is valuable. Remembering where you’ve been is valuable. Having done it before is valuable. Ready to do it again is valuable. Valuable is peace of mind. Valuable is rare. Valuable is desired. 

Valuable is a tank of gas at the edge of the desert with an oasis in the shimmering distance.  Valuable is a woman to whom you can talk. Valuable is a pal when you need ‘em. Right place, right time. Valuable is knowing someone you like that runs a longhorn ranch. Valuable is liking someone that builds guitars. Valuable is being ahead of the game. Valuable is being in the game, maybe better that. Valuable is the view from the kitchen into the courtyard. Valuable is what you think you’re worth. You’re the first person that needs to be impressed. Valuable is a worthwhile endeavor, maybe two. Treasure is valuable. Service to need is valuable. 

If you’re valuable yer admired. If you’re valuable you might be expensive. If you’re valuable you are held dear. If you’re valuable you are cherished. If you’re valuable you are collected. If you’re valuable you are helpful. If you’re valuable you may be high priced. If you’re valuable you are highly prized. If you are valuable you are useful. If you’re valuable you are a nugget in the rough. If you’re valuable you are golden. If you’re valuable you are treasured by someone.

If you’re in the drivers seat,
all may not be the way it seems,
you might be on a tractor.


© Vince Pawless 2019

Make believe is a castle in the air, make believe is whimsy, make believe is a flight of fancy, an apparition, a pretend, ju-ju, voodoo. Make believe is wool gathering. Make believe is pie in the sky. Make believe is a fantasy, make believe is a fondness for phantasy. Make believe is creativity, daydream, imagination, fantasia, a head trip, chimera, hocus-pocus between your ears, mirage, a fools paradise, star gazing, illusion. Make believe is a figment, or perhaps an hallucination. Make believe can be a delusion, or a pipe dream. 

If you believe this then you’ll make believe anything. But, are you a believer? Who make believes this shit? Does your make believe stand in the way of your understanding? Do you have to make believe every time, or is it an option? Maybe you would believe if I encouraged you make believe. Maybe not. Y’know, they’ll do it just because you tell them not to. It was only make believe. I bet you wouldn’t, even if you could make believe. Make believe is your own little world, it’s your only way outta here. It’s a place where no one goes, but you. It’s a whole world make believable. They say make believe is just for kids. No creative person ever believed that. Make believe is the most fun of fiction till the ficton is a fact. 

So make believe is different from reality.  But make believe and reality can be the same. They can look the same, but they don’t have to. What is, one day, make believe is on another day reality. Ask a computer company. Make believe and reality can accomplish the same things, but in their own way. If there’s one there’s the other, like two ends of a walking staff. Both ends will get you there. Make believe, and reality might not stride that road quite the same way, but they might both come around to the same conclusion.

I was a kid even after I had wrinkles
on my face, then I was just an ugly kid.


©Vince Pawless 2019

Y’know what most people do? Y’know what most people say? Y’know what most people rely on? Y’know what most people think about anything? Y’know what most people want? Y’know what most people feel? Y’know what most people will? Y’know what most people won’t? Y’know what most people did? Y’know what most people said? Y’know what most people told us? 

Y’know what most people drive? Y’know what most people push? Y’know what most people do with the time they have alone? Y’know what most people can manage? Y’know what most people can’t? Y’know what most people will admit? Y’know what most people attach weight to? Y’know what most people trust? Y’know what most people place confidence in? 

Y’know what most people tell? Y’know what most people are convinced of?  Y’know what most people understand? Y’know what most people take for granted? Y’know what most people take as the gospel? Y’know what most people swallow? Y’know what most people suppose? Y’know what most people thought about doing it for free? Y’know what most people believe? Y’know what most people think of us? Some people.

Do what your heart desires and do it well.


It’s supposed to be ugly, but beautiful inside. It’s supposed to be a pepper with the heat in the middle. It’s supposed to be somebody if there is no one. It’s supposed to be together cause you made it. It’s supposed to be a warning like the clanging of a bell. It’s supposed to be a tip that you shouldn’t tell her everything. It’s supposed to be easy when you’re up there on the stage. It’s supposed to have a tune if it’s a song. It’s supposed to be a message to someone. 

It’s supposed to be pleasure. It’s supposed to be a thrill. It’s supposed to take the chrome off a trailer hitch. It’s supposed to be a talent. It’s supposed to be a privilege. It’s supposed to be fix, but it’s not. It’s supposed to be the cat’s pajamas. It’s supposed to be worth the cover. It’s supposed to be the mother road in between the mountains. It’s supposed to be like you’re in a hurry to be going where you’re going. It’s supposed to be you’ll ever even get there. It’s a journey, not a destination. It’s supposed to be just what it’s supposed to be. It’s just supposed to be that way.

In art you can make one move
too many and dilute a good piece
like the Mona Lisa with a vape pen.


The words in this improvisational series are like the notes musicians play in musical improv. The words are not about my summer vacation, they are not organized, necessarily. They are not in a straight line, they are not apologetic, they are not literary, necessarily. They are not for the wealthy, or political, though they might be one, and the same. They are not for the supposed righteous, they are not for those that think they are righteous. They are not the only way to say anything. They are not, necessarily. 

 And the words don’t have to say what you want to hear, they just are what they are. And there’s a new word everyday. These pieces move fast, they don’t suffer a lot of pause. They talk about everything at once. They are not terribly thematic individually, but vary in topic, and subject. What subject? You’ll figure it out. Hell, I have to figure it out. You’ll understand as much, or little as you will. Just like me. But so much for the negative. 

Sometimes the words fall on you like rain, or blow around like leaves in the street, or gather like clouds in the sky, or move like a line of ants on the ground. Or simmer in a pot like beans in a restaurant, or huddle like stockinged ladies on a team, or assemble like children on a playground. Or cluster like a bunch of flowers, or group like a crowd of well wishers. Or round up like a herd of cattle, or swarm like a hive of bees, or grate like the sands between your toes. Or ascend like balloons at a festival, or not.  

They don’t have to make sense in a literal way like the manual for your cellphone, or the pamphlet on venereal disease. They are not required to be readable. They are not necessary to understand the story line. They just are using the tools and techniques I have taught myself to inflict maximum interest on an audience of my choosing. Sounds preconceived. That may be actionable, and certainly entertaining. Good. 

They are suggestive, they are emotive, they don’t have to have a thing to do with what the front row is talking about over what you say. They are free to be whatever they want, whatever you want. The audience is a very big part of IMPROV, so I guess their conversation is part of the show I don’t have to write. 

New perspectives, a new pair of shoes, a novel idea whose time has come. Sometimes the words come in backwards, or upside down, like gibberish, like garbage. Like something not together, like something confused. But read between the lines. But hear them for what they say. The hints are everywhere, the hints are off the cuff, the hints are on the back of a box of cereal, the hints are hints because they have something to hide, maybe a surprise in every box. 

But you’ll figure it out, sooner, or later. Sometimes they come in on top of one another, sometimes they don’t come in at all. Like water that won’t be constrained, or constricted, the words can’t be held for long before the embankment that pretends to hold them springs a leak. Rest assured, when the dam is long forgotten the words, like the water, will still be there. But you get my drift.

Don’t wait for the brilliant
insights, have studied responses.


Writing like painting, writing like improvisational music, like a whirlwind of words. Makes sense, nonsense, senselessly careening like a big car out of control, nice paint job. It defies Einstein’s time because everything happens at once… this is IMPROV, improvisational writing. 

I choose a word for the day and like an accomplished musician, or a dedicated painter I vamp. I start here, and go there unbounded, unconfined by concept, or convention save the word of the day. I come at the word extemporaneously. Free form words to explain the word of the day like free form notes from a clarinet, like the expressive brushstrokes of a painter. Some pieces take an hour, or two, some you can start and finish on a plane ride to Texas. 

IMPROV is reflexive, instinctive, happenstance, revelatory like a puzzle you can solve in a sitting. Ingenious viewpoints, and marvelous interpretation. These pieces are unedited stream of thought. They are done in the time it takes to write them down. They occur, off the cuff, just like the musical notes the musicians played in the OJO sessions. They are brainstorms, improvised not calculated. IMPROV is cool, IMPROV is easy, you don’t have to have a college degree to write IMPROV, IMPROV doesn’t cost any money, but a good IMPROV is like a jewel, in your hat, on your lapel, in the top pocket of your shirt, or in the key holder of your coat. 

IMPROV is easy, IMPROV is knowing where you are going, IMPROV is confidence you know what you are doing, or what you are talking about, IMPROV is make believe if you have any kind of imagination at all, IMPROV is making your dream come true, IMPROV is talking about it without limitations. In IMPROV pigs really do fly, in IMPROV you are tall, dark, and handsome, in IMPROV you have the solution to illness, to disease, to hardship, to loneliness, imagine that. In IMPROV you are fast as the wind, in IMPROV you are over the top, in IMPROV you are the wisest in the land, or for as far as you can see, or for as long as you can hold you breath. 

In IMPR0V you are first in line, in IMPR0V you are at the head of your class, in IMPR0V there are no classes, in IMPR0V you are invisible, in IMPR0V you are like the Wizard of Oz turning knobs and watching gauges as the world passes by like a truck with a big load and a flat tire, or two. IMPROV is freedom to use the writing tools you have learned to write themes that mean what you say. Because you say what you want and by making no stand everything you say means something you might not know ’till you write it. Ha! 

Y’see the hardest thing to do is get a writer to write. If it’s easy, then the intimidated writer has nothing to complicate things. And all writers are intimidated about something. They’re not tall enough, they’re not rich enough, they’re not fast enough. They can’t write, they can write. And when the writing flows it might just make sense to the coveted listener. Win, win. But writing IMPROV means you were paying attention, writing IMPROV means you were interested enough to find out, writing IMPROV means you weren’t afraid to make note of whatever it was you might be writing about today. No thinking, no worry, no indecision. Like an arrow from a bow, no hesitation, no doubt. No good way, no bad way, no high, no low, no in between, no right way, no wrong way, just letting the imagery flow from the top of your head to the tip of your finger, fast as you can. 

About love, about work, about the weather, about the state of the world. IMPROV is a surprise, IMPROV is a novelty, IMPROV is hard work done lifetimes ago. IMPROV flows from your experience, IMPROV flows like a river, IMPROV gathers like a cloud, IMPROV stops on a dime, IMPROV moves like a cat, IMPROV runs like a horse, IMPROV flies like a bird, IMPROV swims like a fish, like a school of fish swimming through a reef, IMPROV stands like a soldier. 

IMPROV is understanding, IMPROV is traveling far and remembering what you saw, IMPROV is using your knowledge of the whirling world, IMPROV is using your language to tell a tale even you don’t know, till you write it, till you put in the commas and periods, and paragraph markings. Before I wrote IMPROV I only wrote about my summer vacation, I only wrote about what I thought, I only wrote about one subject at a time. Now I write about everything I ever knew. 

IMPROV won’t bore you, IMPROV won’t let you down, IMPROV won’t scold you, IMPROV won’t criticize you, IMPROV won’t judge you, IMPROV won’t stop you from saying what you will because IMPRVO is a revelation, and IMPROV is an exotic destination you can go to when you will. If you never wrote IMPROV you wouldn’t know the thrill, if you never wrote IMPROV you wouldn’t have the satisfaction, if you never wrote IMPROV you wouldn’t know the freedom and the ease of writing improvisation. 

IMPROV will save you, IMPROV will make it up to you, IMPROV will make you wealthy between your ears, IMPROV will let you wonder at the beauty of your thoughts, IMPROV will let you be the boss, IMPROV will let you control the horizontal, IMPROV will let you control the vertical, IMPROV will return control of your set to you. IMPROV is unpredictable, but IMPROV is not late like your homework, IMPR0V is not on a timer, IMPROV is not over the rainbow, IMPR0V is right here, right now, and IMPROV is over in a thought, but on again whenever you please. IMPROV is quick as a hiccup, IMPROV is slick like Elvis, IMPROV is high as the sky, IMPROV is deep as a well, IMPROV is wide as an ocean, IMPROV is remote like a desert island, IMPROV is ephemeral like Shangri La, IMPROV is the nineteenth hole on a golf course. 

But IMPROV is simple, and IMPROV is unrehearsed, IMPROV is off the cuff, IMPROV is off the ticket, IMPROV is off the deep end, IMPROV is over the rainbow, IMPR0V is immediate, IMPR0V is undetermined, IMPROV is unpredictable, IMPROV is welcome to be whatever it will be. Because IMPROV is powerful magic. You are what you write, you are what you say, you are the spring from which the waters flow, you are the well from which the thirsty drink, you are the hat from which the rabbit leaps, you are the IMPROV on which the bad old world turns. 

Writers were born bored. And it’s hard to get them to like anything. So IMPROV comes along and offers the writer an unstructured place from which to speak. IMPROV allows them to change their minds, and admit to liking anything at all. IMPROV is freedom, IMPROV is capability, IMPROV is wordplay. IMPROV is relaxation putting the IMPROVs together because IMPROV has no rules. IMPROV has no favorites, IMPROV doesn’t keep score, IMPROV doesn’t take names, IMPROV doesn’t even care if it makes sense, to whom? For what? Thanks be, I got that drivel out of my system when I started writing IMPROV. I began to know the writer all the more when I saw how people read.

Everybody’s looking 
for that one in the world.


So, is it hotter in Houston,
or in the summertime?

Yo, I write books, plays, ballets, essays, IMPROVs, and poems. I’m a high functioning, brain injured son of a fingerpickin’fool. And I’m looking for shit to get into all the time. If I can see it then I can say it, and I’m blessed with an imagination. I can write in a hurricane. But, sometimes I wanna part my hair on the other side. So I’m at it to find the viewpoint, the way of putting it down that will best tell how I see it. 

Flat out carte blanche for a writer. The sky is the limit. You can talk about anything you can imagine, otherwise it depends on what you can pull off with a six string around your neck. If it’s a song, when the words and the music say the same thing you’re done. If it’s an essay, or an IMPROV the edits can go on for a lifetime. Sometimes when you wake up to one of your older pieces, you’re a better writer, sometimes you don’t have the foggiest what you might have been talking about. When I write them only God and Vince Bell know what I mean. Sometimes when I revisit them only God knows.

I read some. But the music in my ear is intoxicating. Pairing verse with music is powerfully brief. Its impression has the impact of a hammer. Then, it’s over in a heartbeat. And if you have no fear you can take a chord exercise from a rehearsal and turn it into the hook of a great recording.

Anyway, back to the pros. When I write ’em, I tell the tales coming at them from different angles. Therefore, how I write a theme is as challenging as the theme itself. That way the telling is novel, fresh, alive. And a lot of the time experimental. But, not often the same way twice. Perspective is everything.

Home is where the 
word processor is.

So it takes more than just putting some words down on a page. Then you have to get off your ass and show it to the bad old world. Maybe more than once in more than one decade. It takes this effort to muscle your way into the main of words and music, and show yourself you have arrived. It’s a waste of your good time to worry about what others may think of your hard work, they’re working hard themselves. And maybe they’re just not as lucky as you.

People are not so complicated. If they’re comfortable with the presentation, they’ll like what they hear. But on the other hand, the world is self conscious, the world is insecure. The world is downright mean. So the world won’t give you credit, or let on honestly about anything, much less your latest. And the world will condemn you for your opinion. So don’t belittle your efforts, some hard working people are paid to do that, too. Maybe you’ll just have to keep writing with your head down, oh yeah.

Close friends live 600 miles away. No off daze, no breaks, no time for anything else. I don’t leave the house without a notepad of some kind. Imagery always strikes when you’re busily involved like a fire. But you’re a juggler. The word is a smiling genie like a mirage winging through your head. I’m never coming down out of that tree.

The queen sits where she will, the king sits where he may. And the king has no clothes if he doesn’t write it down.  No clocks, no time limit, no way outta here, no better place to be. No interest in anything other than catching the wind by the tail. I type with my thumbs, I make a lot of mistakes, but I make a zillion corrections. I play guitar to a courtyard of mountain birds, I live by my wits. I have an authorship everyday. I have the music. I perform the prose like poetry I wrote yesterday. And I write. 

After putting one word after another for damn well fifty years, the best word of them all is the next one. Putting talk, and images together is like riding on a carousel. The whirling momentum is the magic. Somewhere in this midway without end I have written some of that down. Bravo. When I was young I lived to grow up, and I wrote in my spare time.  Now I’m looking for shit to get into all the time. Can’t help but notice, you don’t smile because you’re happy, you’re happy because you smile.

You play like you practice.
It’s not how long, it’s how often.
One song teaches another.
So, it’s not when you get it…
It’s that you get it. Get it?


3 is lucky, 3 is like triangles, 3 is points for shots you sink in basketball.  3 is suspicious. 3 is mis-understood. 3 is odd. 3 of anything just never did fit. 3 of anything is several in synonym speak. 3 is fashionable, 3 is sexy, 3 is bargain basement incentive. 

3 is better than two by one. One, and one, and one is 3. 3 is counted. 3 is bought. 3 is thrown like newspapers. Good toss. 3 will leave you hauling an extra if you only need two, but 3 just won’t get it if you need four. 3 for the price of one. 

3 is the number of pumpkins on a fence. 3 is the bevy of biscuits on your plate. 3 is more enchiladas than you can eat, or not. 3 is tacos from the drive-in restaurant. 3 is donuts for you, and the boys. 3 is scoops of ice cream in a bowl. 3 is the number of meatballs in a spaghetti. 3 is the number of Matzos in a soup. 

The 3 of a writer is, you tell ’em, you tell ’em, and you tell ’em again. 3 is not equal, 3 is not bilateral, 3 is the number of gloved fingers on a cartoon character mouse. 3 is not opposable like thumbs. 3 is a preponderance of ones. 3 is a collection of t-shirts, or underwear, or socks. You won’t often find 3 in ski poles, or contact lenses, or tires for the wheels of yer car. You won’t find 3 of much of anything on the wings of a jet airplane. You won’t find 3 on the tracks of a coal train. You won’t find 3 on the turn signals of yer car. 

3 is the number of eyes on a spider.  3 makes a phalanx of birds in the sky. 3 is an extra. 3 is a bonus. 3 isn’t everything, but it’s more than two. 3s isn’t better, it’s just greater than two. 3 is the number of legs on an alien. 3 is the number of eyeballs on a monster from outta town. 3 is the number of teeth in a boxer’s mouth. 3 is the number of strikes, and yer…out!


Showpiece, show up, show well, show low, show biz, show and tell. Show the way, show me the way, don’t let it show, don’t let yer slip show, show a little skirt. Show them how to do it, show as you go, show them off, sheaunuff. Show down, show yer stuff, show ‘em, show ‘em how it’s done, show ‘em the real deal, the show must go on.

Stop the show, start the show, show what you know, show everything, show the beginning, show the end, the funny show, the serious show, a drama, the crux of the show, the whole show, the point of the show, the intent of the show, the failing of the show. Shortsighted show, the same old show, the forgettable show, short the show, the long winded show, the bore of a show, the show was boring, the show was over before we got there.

Shogun, show, but don’t tell, the showing, show stopper, show me state, show me how, show them, show others, show ‘em whether they wanna know, or not. The appearance of a show, the kind of show, the fanfare of the show, the pageantry of the show, showboat, show town. Show me to my room, let me show you what I mean, show me, the experiment showed, the thermometer showed, show the house, show yer feelings, show mercy.

A theatrical production is a show, a performance is a show, a radio, or television program is a show, a motion picture is a show, third place is a show, a spectacle is a show. The parade was designed to show off all the latest, make the show, steal the show, run the show, out shown, pre show, re show, super show, my show, show again, show at all, show up, show off.

The exposition was a show, the fanfare of a show, the pomp of the show, a burlesque show, a carnival is a show, a comedy is a show. White shows up well on a background of blue. The air of the show, the impact of a show, the effect of the show, a show of make believe, a show of hands, a show to remember, a show to forget, the show was a pretense, the show was a tale, the show was a sham, the show wasn’t what it was cracked up to be, the show stops here.

The show was in Hollywood, the show was in Santa Monica, the show was in trouble, the show was late, the show was early, the early show, the late show, the show after City Limits. The show after the farm report, six o’clock Sunday morning. The only show that would have you, the only show in town, the Orange show, the show out the Gulf Freeway.

The flimflam was for show, her smile was for show, she was the show, showtime, the house was unshowable, no show, showing him what to do was difficult. Win, place, or show, horror show, comedy show, the star of the show, the butt of the conversation, a music show, a tired old show. A show Shakespeare wrote, I memorized the show, he took over the show, she was the show, wasn’t a show without her, to be part of the show, write that kind of a show, the standard show, the show you’ve seen a thousand times, the show you only saw once. I couldn’t stand the show, I couldn’t hear the show, I couldn’t understand the show, we couldn’t stop the show.

Showtown, showbill, showcase, show cause, showed up, but the show must go on, don’t tell me, it was all for show. Show how you feel, show how you get on, show how you get off, show your love, show your appreciation. Show your disgust, show your hand, don’t show your hand, make up your mind, have more than you show. Show more, show all, showing all you have might not be enough, the show stops here, at the end of the show, as the show begins, as the show developers, when the show was over.

When the show was worth listening to, when the show becomes part of your life, when the show becomes part of your soul, when the show means everything, when the show means a lot, if the show ever comes back I’m gonna be there. I saw the show last year, I saw the show again, maybe the show is too deep for you, maybe the show left you far behind.

Life is a show, tickets to the show, seats to the show, the drive to the show, the walk to the show, the cover charge to the show. Show’s over, show’s on, show’s on its way out the door, show’s for folks like you, the show’s over their heads, the show is beyond reach. The show won’t quit, the show will never be over, the show won’t wait for you to get it together, the show is a drug and you can’t get enough of it.

A good show, you can do a show in the shower, you can do a show on a stage, you can do a show at your job when the boss ain’t looking, yer show can be a job and the boss can go to hell. You can do a show in your sleep, you can write a show when you are driving across Texas because a show is a desire. A show is a complication, a show is an ability, and there’s just nothing better than when the show is over and you’re off stage.

The same old show, the same old show with a different title, pay the writers more. It’s showtime in showville, where show people make show zounds for the showtypes that wait in showlines for the first seats in the house. It’s all for show, lemme show you what I mean, the show begins when you are young and ambitious, though the show is better the more time you put into the show.

So like I said, the show never ends, you’ll grow old writing the ongoing show. If the show stops write another one, and the ride never stops. But you can forget shows, and you can find shows under your hat. The show is an obsession, the show is revealing, the show says a lot about the person, or persons that write it. The show tells a tale, the show gives you a feel, the show can be full of moralisms, the show can be full of truth, the show can be full of nonsense, the show can be full of innocence, the show can make no sense, but that never stopped anyone from writing a show. Anyway if it doesn’t make any sense, who cares?

You don’t write a show with an audience in mind, everyone outside my door is an audience if they don’t have a part in the show. Victims of the show, you write a show to tell it like it is, or could be, or will never be. A show is an illumination, a show is novel, a show is the best of your thoughts with the best of the tools you have taught yourself to use. A show might surprise, a show might entertain, a show might change your mind. You will pursue a show till its eventual end, you will sweat the show till you love the show, but you can’t expect it will affect anyone else.

One man’s show is another man’s waste of time. The show says nothing, the show is a signpost, the show is a way to get out of doing that shit eating job. The show won’t, but the show will, the show doesn’t, but the show does, a good show will make you famous, a bad show will make you famous, what price fame, what’s the diff?

The show at the theatre, the show at the concert hall, the show at the club, the show on the corner. The show under the lights, the show under the rug, the show at the joint, the sideshow at the show. Don’t tell me what you mean, show me what you mean. The acoustic show, the awful show, the show without a headliner, the show without a band.

The only show, the big show beneath the big top, a three ring circus, the car show, the stand up show. The right show, the wrong show, the show on top of the mountain, the show under the sea, the show you can’t believe, the show you can’t remember. The library show, the show before the sun goes down, the first set, Uhhh!

The show I couldn’t get a booking for, the show you’d like to play, the popular show, the variety show. I couldn’t watch the show, I couldn’t stand the show. The elephant in the show, the midget in the show, the show stops here, the only show I could afford, so show me, so show me how, so show me everything, show me what matters.

A show is not a show unless there is a maiden that needs rescuing, a show is not a show unless there is a sugar daddy that pays for the whole enchilada, a show is not a show unless there is a villain that makes trouble for the good guys, a show is not a show unless there is a comedian that gets away.

A show is a trick of the light, a show is a bravado, a show is a lucky break, a show is a put on, a show is an approximation, a show is a folly, a show is a hairstyle, a show is a room full of mirrors, a show is a coven of cocker spaniels licking their rears. A show is a collaboration, a show is an authorship, a show is a wardrobe, a show is a shot in the dark, a show is a scheme, a show is luck, a show only happens when the sugar daddy says it will.

You can round up cattle and call it a show, you can fire up the tractor and call it a show, you can pour on the coal and call it a show, you can just do your job and call it a show, you can quit your job and call it a show. Show me the light, show me the money, show me the way outta here, show me the way into your heart, show me where it hurts, it’s killing me. Show me what to do, show me if I can help, show me, show me before you show someone else, the popular show, the late night show, a three alarm show, fire is a show. There’s no time wasted watching a fire.


Things that bug you, the things that annoy you. The things that you left on the table. The thing about it is, the thing I just can’t get across. The thing that made a difference, the things that make a difference. If things were equal, if things were the same. This thing, that thing, those things, things that make you smile, things that make you happy, things that piss you off, things that pass you by.

Things could be better, though things are just fine. Things change, the constant of the universe, things don’t stay the same. Things make it difficult to do other things. The thing I can’t figure, the thing we all took for granted. When things are the same, when things are only, when things are across town from you, when things are working against you, when things don’t go your way, when things are running away from you, when things are off the wall, when things are out of control. If things escape you find another way. If things don’t do what you want. Live with it till you can make a change, things don’t run your life, you do.

Things don’t hold sway over you, things can’t keep you down, things are what bother other people. Things can get dicey, things can get out of hand, things can get away from you, things are just that, things. The only thing stopping me from punching you in the mouth. The thing that makes it so real, the thing I wanna say. What is that thing? Good at making things.

Avoid fatty things like donuts and potato chips, respect living things, a miraculous thing. It was the worst thing that could happen. The common thing to do, the best thing to do, the only thing to do. I wasn’t thinking of a thing, I wouldn’t know a thing, don’t make a thing out of it, it was nothing, but they said it was something, so I gave it my everything. I gave it my all. Anything would do, anything would get it, anything you could do would be appreciated, anything you could say would help us out, any one thing, anything at all, what is that thing on the floor?

A miraculous thing, a dumb thing, the most beautiful thing, the whole thing, are your things packed? Such a thing, this sort of thing, a thing, or two, you did the right thing, grab your things I’ve come to take you home. Check every little thing, things are improving, a terrible thing, the only thing, expect great things, not a thing to wear, not a thing to depend on, not a thing, get that thing away from me.

What a thing to say, what a thing to think about, bring that thing over here. The one thing is, the one thing I hate is being lied to, and another thing is, get back up on that damned thing. Anything but, anything goes, anything I say. Anything he says is good for me, plaything, that thing, that thingamabob, that thing that nobody mentions, that thing that got put away, those things, things that resonate, things that go bump in the night.

Wild thing you make my heart sing. Things around the ranch, the things that matter, the things that won’t make a difference, the things that will make a difference. Things no one knew were there, this sort of thing, that sort of thing, may even be a good thing, a powerful thing, a standard thing, that thing has no handles. The thing that came out of the sky, the monster from out of town.

A thing, or two, the first thing that pops into you mind. How do you work this thing? Expect great things, every little thing, just the thing, not a thing, nothing at all, music is my thing, words are my thing, how do I use that thing? Many things, the thing about it is, build things, the thing, do their own thing, the thing is to get well, the writer’s thing. Check everything, couldn’t get a thing out of him, that thing was impossible, that thing was far and away. All things being equal, this kind of thing happens all the time.

The first thing I bought, a precious thing, hide things, among the things, the most important thing, things I have to do, a lot of things, this kind of thing. Rest assured, you won’t feel a thing. Do such a thing, done such a thing, the same thing, the same old thing, the stupid things? Finally seeing things, the one thing, there are some things, things that don’t matter, things that won’t make a difference.

Worrying about things, better things to do, better things to say. Such a thing, one, or two other things, use these things, kind of things, it is one thing to make a plan and quite another to carry it out. One thing I’ve always wanted, taking all things into consideration. The last thing I need right now is something else to worry about. Things change from time to time, the kind of person who says one thing but does another. Try to explain things, patch things up. Among other things, getting the hang of things, one less thing, the number of things, things like this wouldn’t happen. To succeed in life, you need two things: ignorance and confidence.

Atrocious things, many things. He often shuts himself up in the study and writes things like this. Awful things, so many things, the same things, interesting things, interested in the same things. Learning to ignore things, one thing, and then another, the hardest thing, the right thing, the first thing, the important thing, the only thing, keep doing things, a wonderful thing. Get things done, worry about things, keep doing things, even things up, several things, about things like that, take things down in longhand, all things considered.

Know a lot of things, stupid thing to do. I can do things that I’ve never even thought of doing. The things that he had seen during his trip. Try to explain things, got better things to do, hand things over, saw a lot of things I never noticed before. thought things would get better. She often leaves things behind. Remember things that never happened. Certain things about Mary.

Didn’t say a thing. Rushing things will cost you more time in the end. So many things seem strange, the kind of thing you can laugh off, two separate things. Every person views things differently. Things that can’t be changed, forgotten all the things one has learned, says the weirdest things. First thing in the morning, most essential thing, the hang of things, getting things done right, getting things together. Some things are better left unsaid, minor thing, major thing, unnecessary things, everyday things, some of my old things, insists on things being right, sold things at cheaper prices, every living thing.

D’jouevernotice? The new things, and new ways are as funky as the old things and old ways. New things are just as much a ripoff as the old things. I mean what’s the difference if you’re getting the shaft from one, or more of the drug companies, or Facebook? Hostage syndrome. Once they’ve taught you the drill the view never changes.

The thing about things is that nothing much has changed. The ceiling fan still comes with the wrong screws. The remote control still comes without the batteries. A computer the size of your hand is impossible to operate without a 90 dollar an hour computer guru. Finding things in the library is still a mystery. Who goes to the library? Finding water, and a pressure gauge at a filling station is lucky. Software things are a can of worms because that can of worms won’t be updated further, or isn’t compatible with the system you are using. If things were different, if things were another way. If things you depended on deserved your dependance it just wouldn’t be the same old can of worms. Now, would it?


Standing around minding my own business. Stand at ease, woah! big fella. Stand by your guns. Stand a chance. Stand by your man. Standing on the corner, stand on the moon, standing on a postage stamp, standing on a corner of the rug, standing in the swimming pool, standing, ever standing, standoffish. I can’t stand it, You couldn’t stand the thought, neither could I. If you can’t stand the heat get the hell out of the kitchen. Stand on top of the mountain, you’ll deserve the view. Stand for it, stand, because you should. Stand up, be counted, stand up guy, stand up woman, I could stand for that. Stand aside, in the standings, in the stands, in the grandstands. I could barely stand the noise.

But I can stand a little rain, I can stand a little disappointment, I can stand most anything, I can eat fifty eggs. I stand corrected. Stand tall, stand still. Stand back, the stand of trees, stand alone, stand by, the stand of theives were different from the stand of good guys, the stand of flowers, a stand of forest in the middle of the field by the side of the road. The stand of reeds by the river. Stand up comedy.

Stand on principle, stand on conscience, stand on a boat, stand on the bridge like Spock. Stand down, stand fast. Stand in, stand in awe. Stand for…something. Stand guard. Stand off. Stand the sight, stand alone, stand to reason. Stand in good stead. Stand on your head, stand on one leg. Stand off. Stand on ceremony, stand on that brake. Live with a higher standard, take a stand, make a stand, guitar stand, stand your ground, don’t sacrifice your standards, don’t think your standards would look good on someone else. Standard bearer. Standard of living. Standards. Everybody lives by a different standard, it’s what makes it worth it, that’s what makes it interesting. Welcome to Earth.

Stand down, but, don’t stand for such treatment. Stand out, stand pat. Don’t stand it, pass it by. Don’t worry about standing it, go the other way. Don’t stand it for a minute. If you can stand this, then…stand that cocker spaniel off.

Stand for being the best, stand for it even if you’re not. I could stand here all night long, I just might. She was a fan of my stance, so to speak. Standing on top of the world, standing for something worthy, standing for something. Standing for those that cannot stand, standing for those that got tired and had to sit down.

You can stand it, you can handle whatever comes your way, anyway that’s the rumor. Stand tough, stand proud, stand for what you believe, stand for good. Stand sometimes, sit down every once in a while yourself. I hear they’re saving a seat for me. No thanx, I’ll stand. Standing would make you uncomfortable, standing made me uncomfortable, but just not bad enough. I stood when others sat, I stood when I got the call, I stood for one, and another, I stood for you, too. I stood beside you just like I said I would. These are some of the things worth living for.