ray bradbury knows what i mean

[_vendetta]

dandelion jam and the shocked delight of sudden rainshowers are appropriate metaphors for the last five months. i'm still not sure what's up with this summer; we haven't been properly introduced but everything's coming up...well, dandelions. tomorrow i think i'm going to go see utah phillips in nevada city [ and that, she said, is that ]. the daysweeksmonths just flow by like a broken down dam; i got out of bed at noon today and haven't done a damn thing since. all i want to listen to is fiddles and washtub bass strings. "be careful, there's people in our house...i mean, your house" pitterpatter heartbeats; if dreams were thunder, and lightning was desire this old house would've burned down a long time ago.

seriously though dudes me and rod coronado talk on the phone like all the time.