Break
Hey blog buddies. So I’m going to be taking one of my regular little blog breaks. My site will not be available for a couple of weeks while I cyber detox.
Sometimes I like to turn the computer off and read a book!
Archive for August, 2011
Aug 29
500 Miles
I love this song so much.
And in 500 miles will he brake
Even break
will we brake
Even break
Brake
Even brake
Don’t slow down
We might not even break
What the hell happened last night?
Allyson as Geisha
I am going through my photos from last night’s party at Allyson and Phil’s and what I have determined is that there was a lot of licking.
Phil is now 100-years-old
What the hell am I doing?
This is the worst photo of me ever! Umm... Heather is trying to lick my ear!
Oh Lori. I love you so much.
Allyson photo bombed my picture!
I often joke that Allyson and I look like siblings. Siblings who lick each other! More licking!
Happy Birthday Jennifer Coolidge
“We have so much in common. We both love soup. And we love the outdoors. We love snow peas and talking and not talking. We could not talk or talk forever and still find things to not talk about.”
I love this song
Load the car and write the note.
Grab your bag and grab your coat.
Tell the ones that need to know.
We are headed north.
One foot in and one foot back.
But it don’t pay to live like that.
So I cut the ties and I jumped the track.
For never to return.
Ahh Brooklyn, Brooklyn take me in.
Are you aware the shape I’m in?
My hands they shake, my head it spins.
Ahh Brooklyn, Brooklyn take me in.
When at first I learned to speak.
I used all my words to fight.
With him and her and you and me.
Ahh, but it’s just a waste of time.
Yeah it’s such a waste of time.
That woman she’s got eyes that shine.
Like a pair of stolen polished dimes.
She asked to dance I said it’s fine.
I’ll see you in the morning time.
Ahh Brooklyn, Brooklyn take me in.
Are you aware the shape I’m in?
My hands they shake, my head it spins.
Ahh Brooklyn, Brooklyn take me in.
Three words that became hard to say.
I and Love and You.
What you were than I am today.
Look at the things I do.
Ahh Brooklyn, Brooklyn take me in.
Are you aware the shape I’m in?
My hands they shake, my head it spins.
Ahh Brooklyn, Brooklyn take me in.
Ahh Brooklyn, Brooklyn take me in.
Are you aware the shape I’m in?
My hands they shake, my head it spins.
Ahh Brooklyn, Brooklyn take me in.
Dumbed down and numbed by time and age.
You’re dreams that catch the world the cage.
The highway sets the travelers stage.
All exits look the same.
Three words that became hard to say.
I and Love and You.
I and Love and You.
I and Love and You.
Charlotte Gainsbourg
Terrible Angels.
Sex in tube socks
Why have I never tried this?!
Personal Jesus
This woman rocks.
I possess great compassion and seek to be of service to others. 
