April 6, 2004


A few days ago Wyatt asked me to sing "mop... mop/cop." It took Daria and me a few minutes and then we figured out he ment My Time of Day, a song from Guys and Dolls. So I started singing and Wyatt sang with me. We had no idea he knew the words.

My time of day is the dark time, a couple of deals before dawn, when the street belongs to the cop, and the janitor with the mop, and the grocery-clerks are all gone. When the smell of the rain-washed pavement, comes up clean and fresh and cold. When the street lamp light, Fills the gutter with gold, that's my time of day. My time of day, and you're the only doll I've ever wanted to share it with me...