Fall 2007 |
The Fall. Ahhh...that great, glorious Fall. Come again. I luv...Snuggleed tight under a big warm blanket. I sit here, smoke my smoke and drink my drink, falling slowly asleep. ... Posted by on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 22:30:00 GMT |
Last fatal cough of winter |
Ahhh, what a great year it's been. This spring's approach is the perfect capstone on the past 11 months. I have learned a tremendous amount about myself and the world I live in. I ha... Posted by on Thu, 15 Mar 2007 19:04:00 GMT |
The Winter |
When the winter begins to set in and your eyes move toward hot tea and chocolate, an amazing thing happens. The fine splendor of running through the streets at 3 A.M., singing at the top of your... Posted by on Sun, 03 Dec 2006 11:37:00 GMT |
Winston |
He told me his name was Winston, just as the nurse receptionist called the name of the cute blond sitting across the room from me. I had not even really noticed him when I sat down after scannin... Posted by on Fri, 08 Sep 2006 16:34:00 GMT |
Whispers |
Finally, I looked back. Walking down 11th, away from the Park, I suddenly stopped still and looked back. I hadn't looked back in years. It always seemed to cost too much. Go fo... Posted by on Thu, 24 Aug 2006 20:27:00 GMT |
Sara |
She said her name was Sara. I saw her on the train. After catching sight of her, I had followed her for a block until the station, then got on. A few seats before I passed her, I sl... Posted by on Sun, 20 Aug 2006 23:00:00 GMT |
Edward Gorey Quiz |
The Curious Sofa - You are quite sensual and love agood romp in every sense of the word! Peopleare drawn to you and always want you to sit intheir laps!
Which Edward Gorey Book Are You? brought t... Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
Happy Bunny |
congratulations. you are the "you smell likebutt" bunny. your brutally honest andalways say whats on your mind.
which happy bunny are you? brought to you by Quizilla Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
Peter Handke |
When the child was a child
It walked with its arms swinging.
It wanted the stream to be a river
the river a torrent
and this puddle to be the sea.
When the child was a child
It didn't know it ... Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
On Plato |
Upon drinking his lethal draught, Plato, beating his breast, and shaking his fists at the heavens, suddenly cried out in horror to the tribunal, "I DRANK WHAT?!" Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |