Nomad
I've arrived in Dnever-never land. I'll have Martha pictures (the nihilist white turkey) soon.
I miss all my New York friends terribly already. I'm in my mother's house. I'm doing my laundry. I don't have access to broadband. But that's probably good. I'd just download free music all day.
I will petition for addresses from the sympathetic, the curious, and the likeminded that I have come across in my travels in an individual email. I'm hoping to learn something from all of this. I think I am. I hope I am not going to learn something I didn't want to learn. Or maybe that's good. I don't know. I'm really at a loss right now. I have to crawl out of this hole and see what I find.
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dylan on the stereo "boots of spanish leather." what up danver dan? there is snow & slush on the streets of astoria tonight.
-jason
on wednesday i thought, "bet dan's in colorado now." it was a sad thought.
we are tired. but jason is wearing his grandpappy sweater, and piper's being extra sexy.
dan-
don't tell wendi, but last night while she was taking a tub piper seduced me.
that dirty dirty sexy filthy dog. You're only human, can't be helped.
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