Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Getting stitched
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Sunday, February 04, 2007
New Year's Eve, 2006: I don't know where Kim is, Rodney. Quit asking me.
Sweet Old Man in Georgia - May 1990
Someone thinks they're a faux finisherrr
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Sweet Sixteen
This is what a sweet sixteen birthday party looks like when you grow up in the middle of nowhere in 1983 and your birthday is the day after Halloween. That's me on the right with my friend Cindy "white thighs" Wiandt. As a bonus, if anyone can tell me what Cindy is dressed as, you will win my admiration forever.
The Legendary Pete & Pat's Lounge
This was, by far, the coolest bar in the history of old-school bars. As a 19-year-old art student at AIP, you could open that door and sink into the dark coziness of a time-worn booth seat with a 35 cent Iron City draft and disappear completely. Or, you could fight with your friend Kim about who's turn it was to have to sit by Mr. Miller because the drunker he got, the more he liked to reach over and squeeze your thigh.
My Friend Tim
Betty Kaye
Teddy
Monday, September 11, 2006
Is it just me...
it is at moments after i have dreamed
it is at moments after i have dreamed
it is at moments after i have dreamed
of the rare entertainment of your eyes,
when (being fool to fancy) i have deemed
with your peculiar mouth my heart made wise;
at moments when the glassy darkness holds
the genuine apparition of your smile
(it was through tears always)and silence moulds
such strangeness as was mine a little while;
moments when my once more illustrious arms
are filled with fascination, when my breast
wears the intolerant brightness of your charms:
one pierced moment whiter than the rest
-turning from the tremendous lie of sleep
i watch the roses of the day grow deep.
e. e. cummings
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Why?
Poor saps
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