You know what song I really love, a song I can listen to EVERY DAY? Lou Reed's Perfect Day. It's such a melancholy tune, a mixed bag of hope and despair. It takes me out of whatever mood I'm in, whether I'm pissy or tired or giddy or frumpy or edgy. The song takes me out of my chair, away from my computer, the corporeal world... and drops me into a washed out scene, a billowy piece of celluloid, two people in a park, laughing soundlessly, spilling drinks on a plaid blanket. I float above them, catch glimpses of sadness on their faces as they turn from each other, a light wind through the trees. It's autumn or maybe a cool spring afternoon -a time for scarves. I am always saddened when the song ends.