Pure imagination

hold your breath
make a wish
count to three

come with me and you'll be
in a world of pure imagination
take a look and you'll see
into your imagination

we'll begin with a spin
travelling in the world of my creation
what we'll see will defy
explanation

if you want to view paradise
simply look around and view it
anything you want to, do it
want to change the world
there's nothing to it

there is no life I know
to compare with pure imagination.
living there you'll be free
if you truly wish to be

if you want to view paradise
simply look around and view it
anything you want to, do it
want to change the world
there's nothing to it

there is no life I know
to compare with pure imagination
living there you'll be free
if you truly wish to be

It's good to be alive

So, here I am again at the end of an amazing dinner courtesy of the 111 Chop House. Portabello fritters, veal scallopine with mushroom crepes (to die for), and profiteroles for dessert. All accompanied by an exquisite Mondavi Pinot Grigio 1999 and a glass of lovely sambuca.

I have to start that food centric religion. I am so euphoric right now, filled to the gills with fine food and drink... it's exactly the kind of experience that should be religious and holy. Every meal should be a prayer, every dessert a homily. Few things make me feel as alive as a meal of this caliber.

Aahhhh...