Tried to capture the spirit of the e.e. Cummings poem, didn't quite make it.

Written after reading an article about Robert Oppenheimer.

This is for the couple that sat behind me while i was eating and were referring to everyone going into the Target next door as "sheeple".

My attempt at a happy love song, the name is borrowed from an old tv show.

A song about striking out.

A tribute to the man, inspired by a line in Bob Seger's Rock and Roll Never Forgets.

The name pretty much sums it up.

A song about roads not taken, regrets, and a girl I knew in junior high school.

This was inspired by my fight (and eventual loss) with the city building department.