Saturday, September 19, 2009

Friday, September 18, 2009

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Front lawn, silent dance party tonight.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

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Experiencing a total paradigm shift, man.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

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(Eliott calls these his "dinosaur cozy things") Front step, iPod. Everything is cool.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

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Can't sleep. Lying in bed, sighing.


I am at a school dance. I jump around, flailing my arms and legs in a carefree way; sometimes I fall down. Curiously, the last song of the night is "Ramblin' Man", which pleases me immensely. I flail about some more and sing along. Some cool kids come by wanting to know if I am drunk. I explain that I am not; that they are just fooled into thinking that because of my "awesome moves". I do some more of my "moves" for emphasis. The group of us leaves smoking cigarettes and boards a school bus. Everyone is reading big, black books which I assume are some sort of vampire series. I am so tired from all the jumping and flailing that I promptly fall asleep.
Dreams please me.

Monday, September 14, 2009

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Sick and tired of being adult.

Now that I am skilled in the fine art of embedding videos...

I can and will post videos of my favorite music. Could life get any better than this? I submit that it cannot. Okay, some may say he's creepy (Martha), but here's the truth: he is the most beautiful man on this planet. and pretty dern soulful for a skinny white dude. Here is Ray Lamontagne singing his lovely heart out:

Sunday, September 13, 2009

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Yay: Eagles trounced Carolina. Boo: sickly.