March 14, 2011
March 8, 2011
March 4, 2011
Stop Dead
The days pass slowly. I look up, down. A stopped clock, ice-bound debris - - caught in Winter's perpetual chill.
February 20, 2011
Fun House
Nothing's more fun than a house full of music and friends, food and drink. A remnant found under the bed and we're still grooving on Cee Lo - - clean and explicit. Forget you! Not a chance.
February 14, 2011
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