Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self. - Cyril Connolly
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Well it ain't an oasis
They've been working very hard to remodel and expand the SUPERfresh Store at the 41st street plaza in Hampden into something that can compete with the new trend in mega suburban grocery stores like Wegman's. It's all fancy-like with slick new cabinets, lots of aisle space and all new signage to make it easier to find things in such a big, shiny, new, store.
So big in fact, that there is an entire aisle with a big new sign labeled "Deserts". Yes - imagine that - you can buy a desert in a grocery store in metropolitan Baltimore!!
I have no idea if they carry desserts, but they have plenty of deserts to sell ya!
Midnight at the oasis Sing your camel to bed Shadows painting our faces Traces romance in our heads
Heaven holding a half moon Shining just for us Let's slip off to a sand dune real soon Kick up a little dust
Come on cactus is our friend He'll show us the way Come on 'till the evening ends 'till the evening ends
You don't have to answer There's no need to speak I'll be your belly dancer Prancer and you can be my sheik
I know your daddy's a sultan A nomad known to all With fifty girls to attend him They all send him Jump at his beck and call But you won't need no harem honey When I am by your side And you won't need no camel No no when I take you for a ride
Midnight. At the oasis.
[Written by David Nichtern]
Maybe because I just got back from my first ever visit to the (California) desert :-)
Don't know what this popped into my head...
Midnight at the oasis
Sing your camel to bed
Shadows painting our faces
Traces romance in our heads
Heaven holding a half moon
Shining just for us
Let's slip off to a sand dune real soon
Kick up a little dust
Come on cactus is our friend
He'll show us the way
Come on 'till the evening ends
'till the evening ends
You don't have to answer
There's no need to speak
I'll be your belly dancer
Prancer and you can be my sheik
I know your daddy's a sultan
A nomad known to all
With fifty girls to attend him
They all send him
Jump at his beck and call
But you won't need no harem
honey
When I am by your side
And you won't need no camel
No no when I take you for a ride
Midnight. At the oasis.
[Written by David Nichtern]
Maybe because I just got back from my first ever visit to the (California) desert :-)