mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is. I know you're expecting art!
It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Watching this while tasting that
all the while sitting indian style on my make shift lawn furniture made up of industrial sized wooden discs with the wind in my hair in my wife beater white tank. ahhhhh the breeze and steak really couldn't be any better.
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