the pitter patter of little feet … smacking the wall. Oh Rumbly, nothing under the sun is new, is it? for 2 years I’ve been amazed that my folks let me live. I didn’t realize what a shit I was – all …
I listen exclusively to keXp.org’s streaming radio, John Richard’s uniquely titled “John in the Morning Show” – it’s what I look forward to. It’s really good in my opinion. +10:16p+22Oct2019=Tuesday eve | good sir doug in a Mac P1 – seems happy+ …
I don’t remember her last words to me. Or to anyone, I guess. I recall fumbled phone calls and the really shitty timing for Blood to step across the street. I recall the amazing kindness and … emotion of a bar down …
a long time ago, in a town … well, 12 hours away, I either paid good money to sit in a cinema and watch a ‘teen flick’, or perhaps abused a friend’s employee status at the vhs rental store in the mall, …
My sister sent a wonderful kindness yesterday, and I’m wrapping my mind around the touchstone it represents. Of the past I’ve left/drag along; of people who made me who I am yet without my permission nor – sadly – my best description …
was an odd day yesterday. first time happenings and what not. found a portal to a person in crisis – or, at least from all appearance someone in need of help. and as much as I strive to be helpful it seems …
Well, this pic covers a number of things, doesn’t it? “snack-sized smoked meat stick”, Google Fi, From idea to magical meow mix – because who doesn’t need to hear ‘Three Little Birds’ by good sir Bob Marley? Thanks blood – you’re always …
