Ken Clinger Wrote (Miz Ellen & KC)
lyrics ©2006 Ken Clinger & Ellen Mizell

Ken Clinger wrote:
Ken Clinger wrote: "Am I talking to myself?" Then he realized he wasn't talking, but typing. Whether to himself or Miz Ellen or the universe in general was another matter.
"I'd like to stop doing the same thing all the time," Ken Clinger wrote. Wondering why his name could not be joined with other verbs,
had his name misbehaved, this was his punishment?, Ken Clinger wrote."It is Wednesday already,"
Ken Clinger wrote, "at least in Japan, but it's still Tuesday here." Though it was now Wednesday, so he assumed it was Thursday in Japan, where Sony was, whose anti-Apple attitude had his Minidisc recorder and computer at odds with each other.
This apparent inner dialog I'm having is rather schizoid. "Who is this I?", Ken wondered. Then Ken Clinger wrote of Vladimir Horowitz, though he wasn't that big of a fan, but did note that in epic form, Ken Clinger wrote, even though he wasn't certain what would define "epic form": something beyond the norm? And probably rather lengthy.
Are there short epics?  One would have to call them epic lectics if so.  Epics about epileptics.  Monty Python would make it a relentless comedy, Herzog would make it a relentless tragedy.
In an unbrakeable code, Ken Clinger wrote: "I just can't stop myself," though if it was unbrakeable, no one else would be able to read it, so he didn't bother writing it after all, because he missed the pun and ran over his own foot. Ken Clinger wrote complete nonsense, or so it appeared to the uninitiated. To whom? Those who didn't realize it was the truth of all truths and who could not reed the secret white on white type font.
Ken Clinger wrote:    Do you really spend much time on this issue?  What about cartoon characters: do they prefer to be crushed by a safe or a piano? Generally the piano, because it offers a chance to have some interesting sound effects. That's a musician who doesn't like pianos talking.  And I agree. That's true, I don't like pianos talking. They should concentrate on the music.
Audaciously, while wondering if the "aud-" has any connection with "audio", Ken Clinger wrote: "I wonder if "awk" has anything to do with "awkward"?
Replying to the last one first, Miz Ellen noted that Ken Clinger wrote In truncated prose, and wondered what to do with the leftover material after the truncation.  Ken Clinger wrote, wondering if truncated implied incomprehensible: Not necessarily, and even his untruncated prose was often incomprehensible.
Ken Clinger wrote: Aren't awks rather awkward? If someone moves towards an awk, are...
So you then unfinished the sentence?
Ken Clinger wrote:       My finger unfinished what my brain had created. I'll leave it to you to decide whether you were moving toward an awk.  I have to know if an awk is nearby, to do that.
Ellen Miz ellen wrote: As she read the following, she seriously thought of buying Ken a dictionary:
Ken Clinger wrote: The cloud of hecticness (hecnicity?) has temporarily abated.
If she were clairvoyant, she would know that Ken has a few dictionaries, including one supposedly unabridged one. She knew full well that Ken would rather ask questions about words and their spelling, rather than find the answers in dictionaries, and would ignore any dictionary available. She also suspected he enjoyed coining "incorrect" words, because he found humor in their "wrongness". But she also wondered if he wondered if she liked having thoughts attributed to her this way. Though momentarily irritated, she remembered she had been doing the same thing at the beginnings of his messages, and so she resumed planning what she would do after she finished this message attributing to him thoughts he had never had until now, wondering if he was irritated.
Aided by technology, Ken Clinger actually wrote: Somehow it seems strange to just end this message there, so I'm ending it with this sentence instead. And then he became quite disoriented, since he was at the beginning of another message. He also pondered how if "oriented" was connected with "facing east", what would "disoriented" imply, "facing west" or just "facing anywhere but east"?
I became guilty at putting words under your pen so I used some actual words you actually wrote, both of us being assisted by technology.
Ken Clinger wrote: I looked under my pen, and didn't find any words there, so they must have run away.
Toward the awk. No doubt about it.
Intensely concentrating, though unfortunately on other things, Ken Clinger wrote: I wonder what I could do if I were not thinking about something else. He then wondered what he was supposed to be concentrating on in the first place.
Ken Clinger wrote: this piece should have ended long ago, but would have to end now, out of exhaustion.