Gruyere is a really nice cheese. I used to think it was too sweatsocky but it really is nutty, like the people used to say. If Gruyere was a person, it would be Quentin Tarantino.
Man, he’s ugly.
Radio Paradise keeps playing Pink Floyd. I mean, not over and over again but at least twice a day. Perhaps it’s the global climate.
Oh! Bran Van 3000. Go buy their CDs. Here’s a bit that’s stuck in my head from Montreal off 2001’s “Discosis”:
…see Kermit the frog was one day daydreaming
thinking ’bout himself at a red light, he thought
it ain’t easy being green
and the cars behind him kept honking and honking
and Kermit’s last words as he flipped the bird was
damnit you muppets just keep on taking!
Technically, it’s cheese. But they know it’s cheese. No fools, them.
Anyway, eat Gruyere. It melts real nice.
real, live clouds over Saskatchewan