Favorite Smiths Lyrics Pt 1

"Drink, drink, drink and be ill tonight, from the on you left behind" - "Unhappy Birthday"

"Time's tide will smother you, and I will too." - "That Joke Isn't Funny Anymore"

"And the pain was enough to make a shy, bald Buddhist reflect and plan a mass murder. Who said I lied to her?" - "Stop Me if You Think You've Heard this One Before"

"Leave me alone, because I'm alright, dad. Surprised to still be on my own." - "A Rush & a Push and the Land Is Ours."

"I doused our friendly venture with a hard-faced three-word gesture." - "I Started Something I Couldn't Finish"

"When you lay in awe on the bedroom floor and say 'Oh, oh, smother me mother.'" - "Rubber Ring"

"The sun shines out of our behinds" - "Hand in Glove"

"Boot the grime of this crotch, dear" - "Sheila Take a Bow"

I mean, they're all great, so it's hard to choose, really, even within songs. Plus Morrissey lifted a good fifth of them, artfully of course. But oh well. They are, and always be, good when you're lonesome.

Some Things I'm Randomly Missing about Our Friend Ariel

I've been really missing our friend Ariel lately. Here's some of the things that are coming to mind right now:

His purple jeans that he got from his mom.
His random ideas for bbq's, including octopus.
His wanting to cook dinner for people a lot, including on my birthday (I wish I'd let him).
His getting me a cake for my birthdays anyway.
His absolutely winning smile.
The way he looked when he had a mustache.
His excitement over so many things.
His ability to quote Simpsons with me, specifically his impression of "It's great to be here, Krusty."
The time we let him drive, on tour, for about 10 minutes, before Emily woke up because he kept hitting the rumble strip.
His love of soda.
How tremendously caring he could be.
The time he got a bit nutty and pantsless backstage at a show in Philly.
The times he'd call me late at night when he couldn't sleep.
His support.
How much he loved helping out bands he loved.
His wide-eyed child-likeness.

I miss him.