timing is everything if
you've got nothing but time
1.30.2009
1.29.2009
Gatsby dippin'
there was a jauntiness about her movements, as if she had first learned to walk upon golf courses on clean, crisp mornings
F. Scott works a mean pen. Had forgotten how enjoyable he was to read.
1.27.2009
1.25.2009
acquaintance with the night
momversation
1.24.2009
1.20.2009
Lolly Wins!
1.10.2009
LINT
Im haunted a little this evening by feelings that have no vocabulary and events that should be explained in dimensions of lint rather than words.
Ive been examining half-scraps of my childhood. They are pieces of distant life that have no form or meaning. They are things that just happened like lint.
-Richard Brautigan
Ive been examining half-scraps of my childhood. They are pieces of distant life that have no form or meaning. They are things that just happened like lint.
-Richard Brautigan
1.06.2009
birds in the kitchen
Theresa Andersson, A young Swedish Girl living in New Orleans, ridiculously talented, making music in her kitchen...and she is cooking up a big pot of happy! Git yer spoon.
1.05.2009
voyeurism via craigslist
The girl who took a dump in the Art Institute parking lot! - m4w
Date: 2008-12-03, 11:53PM PST
I mean, come on!
It was like 50 paces to the nearest restroom!
I sat there in my car wondering what the hell you were up to - you spent at least 2 minutes scurrying around your parked car, looking to see if the coast was clear. I thought you were going to, like, break into someone else's car or something. Then I guessed you thought you were "safe" and hurried to the front of your car, near the third level stairwell, dropped your pants, squatted and WENT TO IT!
For Christ's sake, woman! All the time you spent looking out for passing cars so no one would see you crapping like a dog in public, you could have hustled your lazy ass downstairs and into the building and USED THE DAMNED RESTROOM!
Sheesh!
Anyway - if you're free later, drop me a line. I was never more turned on in my life.
Location: Santa Monica
it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests
Date: 2008-12-03, 11:53PM PST
I mean, come on!
It was like 50 paces to the nearest restroom!
I sat there in my car wondering what the hell you were up to - you spent at least 2 minutes scurrying around your parked car, looking to see if the coast was clear. I thought you were going to, like, break into someone else's car or something. Then I guessed you thought you were "safe" and hurried to the front of your car, near the third level stairwell, dropped your pants, squatted and WENT TO IT!
For Christ's sake, woman! All the time you spent looking out for passing cars so no one would see you crapping like a dog in public, you could have hustled your lazy ass downstairs and into the building and USED THE DAMNED RESTROOM!
Sheesh!
Anyway - if you're free later, drop me a line. I was never more turned on in my life.
Location: Santa Monica
it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests
1.03.2009
Old Dog Love
An homage to a swell dog who is turning 16 on Monday...as his owner puts it "a minor tribute to a major player"
Be sure to read the credits and then loosen your shirt cause your heart might swell a tad.
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