Paul Simon, James Taylor, and Joni Mitchell.What a grouping. I wonder what they talked about.
I wonder how many drugs were done. (I’m lookin at you, J.T.)
Someday, Paul Simon is going to die. And on that day, I will probably go into mourning.
I’ll call sick into work, and they’ll inquire about my affliction, and I’ll say, “What do you mean? Paul Simon is dead.” And they’ll say, “You’re fired.” And I’ll hang up the phone and play old albums and curl up in my bed with Kleenex.
August 8th, 2005 at 3:46 am
dont think it’ll be just you on that floor with the kleenex. i think you are the only other person our age that i know of that LOVES mr. simon as much as i do. my earliest memories are of my dad putting on the simon and garfunkle record….yes…i said record…and singing ’sounds of silence’ and ‘the boxer’…. my favorite memories of all time.
J
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