First thing
set the mood...
(off to record pile... I mean, scratch that, off to 8-track pile)
There's a cross breeze so mighty that the Christmas Tree is a quivering wind-chime.
The hexed side panels of the console stereo too- but from the deep bass Kris Kristofferson gurgles about somebody nobody knows. And Josie.
My apartment is cleaner that it's ever been, only topped when there was no-one in it. Less the Kristofferson pipes that drain the sink into the bathtub. Scrambled egg showers. Lettuce flossing toes.
Potentially.
It worked fine-enough this morning. But last night it's true that the spigot handles were so clean that they refracted long spears on the side-walls.
It's time to add the pictures.
Taking anything that I can find any how any way any where any time...
(off to record pile... I mean, scratch that, off to 8-track pile)
There's a cross breeze so mighty that the Christmas Tree is a quivering wind-chime.
The hexed side panels of the console stereo too- but from the deep bass Kris Kristofferson gurgles about somebody nobody knows. And Josie.
My apartment is cleaner that it's ever been, only topped when there was no-one in it. Less the Kristofferson pipes that drain the sink into the bathtub. Scrambled egg showers. Lettuce flossing toes.
Potentially.
It worked fine-enough this morning. But last night it's true that the spigot handles were so clean that they refracted long spears on the side-walls.
It's time to add the pictures.
Taking anything that I can find any how any way any where any time...