I’m off to a new week. April has flown, so where are the May flowers?
A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy? (A. Einstein)
Hey, shadow, you’re supposed to be behind me. You know that right?
Hey Rodin, sculpt this!
But I am old enough to go to the Cat Stevens concert. All my friends are going.
Hey, I’m singing a new song. Check it out below.
So we tell them we’re twins, who wouldn’t believe that?
They say the eyes have it. Mine certainly do.