from under the lone palm: Don't ask me why....

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

There's a natural mystic blowing through the air

If you listen carefully now you will hear.

This could be the first trumpet, might as well be the last:

Many more will have to suffer,

Many more will have to die - don't ask me why.

Bob Marley

I'm just a guy that tells stories for a living. I write 'em down, and hopefully you read them, forget about your day for a little while. Maybe smile, laugh, think about something else other than the commute to work - something other than the bills stacked by the phone. That's what the Lone Palm is for. To come and chat about things that are important or not so important—and in the end, is there really a difference? So grab a beer, take a seat and let's chat shall we?
—Mark