My man. Future husband. Oh and Robin is hilarious too.

Slam. Second done with test. Done till monday. Suck me!

Today is No Music Day. Here are some thoughts. I can completely relate to all this fussin. Now no piece of music is more than a couple of mouse clicks away, it’s hard to be really suprised and excited anymore. Not because music doesn’t sound as interesting as before, but because it’s so easy to get hold of and consume. Like kids permanently locked up in a candystore, we’re getting overfed.

I wanted a rolling flavor to the music, a kind of spooky, lost feeling.

And then…

I used to run into Warren from time to time during the 1970s. Once, at a nightclub called Reno Sweeney, we watched an entertainer named Genevieve White. This was just a few years after the Fillmore East had closed. Maybe Warren and I had thought the Fillmore, and all it represented, was going to be definitive for our generation, and here we were in a nightclub. Genevieve White had just sung a song called “Romance Is On the Rise.”

“You know what’s coming back?” Warren said. “Everything. And then it’s going away for good.”

I’m gonna take a break from the internet for a while. So Have a Happy Thanksgiving. And Don’t eat meat!

Fly.

Hot French Reporter. FREEDOM FRIES!

now imagine her going to the bathroom. or farting. get some perspective there are plenty of beautiful women. don’t worship her. she is merely attractive. true beauty is on the inside. or something.