Snow! Snow! Snow in Portland!

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Big, fat flakes of it! All over the evergreens! Snow!

among other things.

Loudon Wainwright III - You Can't Fail Me Now

I know that fan is moving air
I can see it in your hair
But I can't bear to breathe it in somehow
I'll rise and fall with you
Cause you can't fail me now,
I'll rise and fall with you
Cause you can't fail me now

Salt is sweet upon my mouth
And dark thrwos sparks against my house
The stain of love's a smudge upon my brow.
But you see through me
And you can't fail me now,
You see right through me
And you can't fail me now

I bit off more than I can chew
It's something that I tend to do
When fewer words are what we need and how
You bite my tongue
And you can't fail me now
I rant and rail
But you can't fail me now

I lost the thread among the vines
And hung myself in story lines
That tell the tales I never would allow
God knows the name of every bird
That fills my mind like angry words
But you know all my secret heart avows...

We're taught to love the worst of us
And mercy more than life, but trust me:
Mercy's just a warning shot across the bow
I live for yours
And you can't fail me now,
I live for your mercy
And you can't fail me now,
You can't fail me now.

The night before last I had two dreams. One was horrible and full of violence.

I don't remember the imagery of the second, but it was accompanied by some beautiful music. However, it was not a piece I can ever recall hearing in waking life. I thought at first it might have been something lodged in my mind from listening to iTunes during the day, but I went back through my playlists and couldn't find it.

I never usually dream about music - I wonder why this happened...

Two great rides in the snow this weekend.

I found it strangely satisfying to crash twice on the ice. There's something honest about bruises and cuts.

And now I don't know where to begin. I rather hope I will not have to.