92wasthe year is famous. The world's tiniest junk--what an honor. But he also is a talented song-writer (quite under appreciated I might add).

I'm sure a lot of folks around BE feel the same way. You are an amazing songwriter. Today's junk drawer is the place to let it all out. About the blazers, another poster, your girlfriend, your wanna-be-boyfriend (most likely me, Rudy, or Nic).....you know.... whatever.

To start, I'd like to re-post an ode I wrote to a while back. As most of you know, dear Mortimer is from P-Town (or nearby I presume), but he's currently exiled in L.A. I wrote him a song as an offering of my condolences.

To my dearest Mortihanna (song starts at 35 seconds if you want to follow along),

Portland had his heart
But now he’s worlds apart
He lives in Los Angeles
Down with the movie stars
Where sunglasses make things dark
You see lots of shiny cars
He’s not sure if he likes it there
cuz there ain’t no one share (his Blazer love)

ohhh yahhhhhh…..

When the sun shines, it’s real good weather
He tells himself he’ll live in LA forever
says he’ll always be a friend
Took a good job…I’ma stick it out till the end
But now that it’s raining more than ever
He hate LA like no other
But he still won’t use his umbrella
I’m from Portland and we don’t use no umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Don’t use no umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Don’t use no umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Don’t use no umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)

This pain brought to you because S4E was too lazy to post his own junk drawer. Thank blame him.