April 2011
2 posts
Hi, it's me again...
I know errbody loves to read my ish..so I thought another profound blog thing was needed…so here it goes.
Tonight after the Iron and Wine show (which was way too hippie and jammy for me btw) I was talking to one of the regulars at my local watering hole. Dude was inquiring about the procedure when calling a female for the first time…feeling that I have all the experience in the...
Dance or don't..that's your choice
Once upon a time somewhere around 1998-ish, I can remember sitting around a lunch table talking to fellow classmates about “making out”. Back then I was 13, flat, and remarkably awkward and I didn’t get it. Any of it. I remember feeling at that very moment so left out and for the longest time I thought I was odd and different and for about the same amount of time I thought...
