randomness

oh no i can't even spell randomness. it started out as rnamdoness.

my visual cortex and Broca's area fail me. sheesh!

i've just had an epiphany - a surreptious piece of serendipity. i am actually going to blog a long paragraph of bombastic words with NO MEANING AT ALL in order to show off my superior command of the English language. Blogging in proper English harks back to the halcyon days of secondary school, where phrases like 'pusillanimous pustule' flew back and forth and incomprehensible insults were the order of the day. Half the fun of an argument lay in figuring out the newly-hurled insult in time to give an intelligent, intelligible and witty reply. Alliteration, which I allude to now in my writing, was also great fun. Yes, to all of you who have caught on Already, I was a gepper - a member of that highly disdained and thoroughly detested sub-population that inhabited the side corridors and rear cerbral cortex of the entire, outside, paranoid world. ugh..
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*this entry continues in the morning, when i am much more sane and very much less trashy*

There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven and she's Daddy's little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes
And I thank God for all of the joy in my life
Oh, but most of all for..
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair
"Walk beside the pony Daddy, it's my first ride
I know the cake looks funny Daddy but I sure tried"
Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right
To deserve a hug every morning and butterfly kisses at night

Sweet sixteen today
And she's lookin' like her mamma a little more every day
One part woman, the other part girl
To perfume and make-up, from ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out in a great big world
But I remember...Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair
You know how much I love you Daddy
But if you don't mind I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time
Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right
To deserve her love every morning and butterfly kisses at night

Oh the precious times
Oh, like the wind the years go by
Precious butterfly
Spread your wings and fly

She'll change her name today
and she'll make a promise and I'll give her away
Standing in the bride room just staring at her
She asked me what I'm thinking and I said
"I'm not sure,I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl"
And she leaned over...and gave me...
Butterfly kisses with her mamma there
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair
"Walk me down the aisle Daddy, it's just about time
Does my wedding gown look pretty Daddy? Daddy don't cry"
Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right
To deserve a her love every morning and butterfly kisses
I couldn't ask God for more
Man, this is what love is
I know I've gotta let her go, but I'll always remember
Every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses

*tiffany's wedding song.*

why i stick it up on my blog now i don't know, but this song makes me tear every time i read the lyrics. tiffany's daddy dedicated this to her at her wedding dinner.. all three of us were trying hard to keep back our tears, because of all that mascara! such vanity! to my dear, strong, brave tiffany-butterfly: your daddy does love you a lot! But you knew that already. =)