This internet hammock has swung me uncomfortable in many directions. When I meet people I shake hands with them as a small political statement and agreement of neutral or positive stance on their ideals or beliefs (and generally any concept of them as a non-fictional person in, of course, human form). I refuse to use some internet half-dating site ( Read more... )

It’s a rush from the clutch into first. Idle to mobile is a change in direction. Reverse is two. Always remember reverse is two changes in direction from first.
Out-of-pocket expenses twist up and around to insecure dreams on shoestrings. Student loans are appetizers. Comfortable living comes at the cost of running in place, which is at least ( Read more... )

Light white draft picks and pale golden drafts shift from idle on august twenty-third of every year ( Read more... )

I wrote this last night. expect a revision or addition later tonight ( Read more... )

Just for a second ( Read more... )

Have you ever put yourself in someone else's shoes ( Read more... )

She still jaywalks the streets of my mind ( Read more... )

Every four seconds I think about her. Possibly less. Hell, four semesters ago I wouldn’t have thought possible. In fact, this is quite possibly the hardest possible thing to do. Almost impossible you could say ( Read more... )

Mental images of her fine tune is what I've been nodding my head to lately and every now and then you can catch me humming her life under my breath ( Read more... )

Erik Andre's site always makes me happy. Those nachos look fantastic. Ahh.....Gotta love Dreyfoos alumni.