We are Road People.

[miss_adventure]

We are motorcycle people; we walk tall and we laugh at whatever's funny. We shit on the chests of the Weird....
--Hunter S. Thompson, Song of the Sausage People

That, I think, says it all. It is a sad day for the gonzos.

Comments

[miss_adventure]

I remember you! I thought you were one and the same. Yay for being back in contact.

[aniline]

Not to be completely random, but I think I might have seen you walking down St. Marks today. If it was - I was the gal with pink/black hair staring rudely at you on 3rd Ave/St. Marks 'cause you looked familiar. ;) If not, there's a spooky girl in nyc who looks just like your icon! :D

[aniline]

Oh my goodness! I did see you--I remember commenting to the Boy about how nifty your hair is. I love how you did the pink streaks.

Now you've seen me in uberslob mode. :D

[miss_adventure]

Oops. Wasn't logged in.

Mind if I add you? You're local and have Good Hair(TM).