You know, you end up getting in the world's best picture with Dan Deacon and then someone comes along and sprays graffiti all over the camera just as the shutter opens...
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How to become a literary, a luminary, to know and feel a sparkling flash of purpose and sense of self? In college, I dreamt of becoming a big city fish. In New York, I'm finding that everyone's a piranha.
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Assuming that is you beneath the graffiti, I must say you have fucking excellent teeth!
Also I always think of the word verification as actual words and I think "mklvqzrc" probably means "that thing you say after six French 75's when your brain was thinking of a REALLY AMAZING BON MOT".
Dude, I had to look at this for five minutes before I saw the graffiti. Here's me thinking 'killer eyes....wonder how she did that'.
Ditto on the teeth.
Thanks molly and buffy, those are indeed my teeth! Though, i should wear my retainer once in a while. But you know, i try to steer clear of things that openly make me even more noticably awkward and dorky. I mean, things that are my choice.
B-whoa, those would be the coolest eyes ever! I vow to experiment on how to make them real and report back if you do...
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