If that discarded denim 3-piece could talk, it just might tell its tale:
"Throwing the last souvenir of his past out the window of his girlfriend's Saturn, Tony swears that he's just worked his last ever bachelorette party, vowing to enroll at the Community College the very next day."
Tomatoes, New Zealand music, chasing wee Babbo with syringes full of insulin, real and virtual communities, potlucks, espresso and beer, goofy hips, and our next holiday.
Now that I live in the middle of the desert, I get positively weepy when I think about Asian noodle dishes. Other than that, life is good. We chug along as a family surrounded by a wonderful community of friends - near and far. We rock out when the odd band graces us with their presence. We potluck all the time. We like our espresso, beer, whisky, cured pork products, and chocolate.
3 comments:
haha, looking super-duper fantastic. :)
AWESOME. Who knew street wear could be so sexy.
If that discarded denim 3-piece could talk, it just might tell its tale:
"Throwing the last souvenir of his past out the window of his girlfriend's Saturn, Tony swears that he's just worked his last ever bachelorette party, vowing to enroll at the Community College the very next day."
Fine-tune at will - -
Steve Carosello
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