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nic.

something clever

About Me

i take pictures, it's what i do.

My Interests

photography, not photography

Music:

currently in rotation:
john mayer
menomena
air

Television:

californication, mad men

Books:

i'm trying my hand at nova express, so far not so good

My Blog

foreigners and wal-mart

Anyone who knows me knows that I'm a big fan of accents, especially older folks with accents. Anyway, I've had the pleasure on two separate occasions to discuss my pregnancy with these people I adore ...
Posted by nic. on Thu, 19 Jun 2008 09:29:00 PST

group outings and wal-mart

A few times a month a group of special needs folks are brought into Wal-Mart for shopping and whatnot. The last time they came in, the caregiver and 6 of her caregivees came through my lane to ch...
Posted by nic. on Fri, 06 Jun 2008 09:18:00 PST

inbreeding and wal-mart

I rather enjoy being a cashier. It's actually nice to meet new people, in brief intervals. Much like speed dating, without the uncomfortableness. But there are times when the people you encounter are ...
Posted by nic. on Thu, 29 May 2008 07:01:00 PST

simple.

you've burst my bubble, but i don't mind.i don't mind, it was never mine.never mine, nothing is.nothing is, remember this.remember this, like the time we were.the time we were, in all our fervor....
Posted by nic. on Thu, 22 May 2008 09:58:00 PST

little ditty

Put on your best shoes and I'll dance with you.I said, put on your best shoes and I'll dance with you.I'll let you spin me 'round the floor.I'll let you take me out the door.If you put on your best sh...
Posted by nic. on Thu, 10 Jan 2008 04:07:00 PST

reminder...remainder

There's a clever little knot in my heart and its moves are very calculated. It knows just when to crawl up my throat or slide down to my stomach. It bares your name, it wears your cologne, it sings y...
Posted by nic. on Thu, 09 Aug 2007 10:46:00 PST

attemping blues.

I sit here with my paint can and I sit here with my brush.I tried to paint an apple, but my paint turned to dust.So I asked for your forgiveness, begging baby please.Just before you turned your back, ...
Posted by nic. on Fri, 01 Jun 2007 06:55:00 PST

You can't hear me.

I could scream at the top of my lungs, but you still wouldn't hear me.Everyone knows me indirectly somehow, never a clear cut me.I no longer seek out the solitude of ambivalence, I'd rather face my ce...
Posted by nic. on Tue, 09 Jan 2007 10:27:00 PST