Monthly Archive for August, 2007

it looks like a hangman

djing little joy

who broke the glass

breakfast a week ago. unlimited champagne.

leg magnet

a alligators all around

if i would have searched for this i never would have found it


stumbled upon this random memory

when i asked: where? they said huh….

touch ankle in a wooden carriage


Design for Living || 1933

try sky reach down to the baublets of wood


arizona maybe new mexico and the flower shop near the vegan place on sunset?

you did not


it’s incredible every grace jones interview i saw from the 80s it seems like she’s coming off as defensive but every time, in reality, she is just correcting the facts and the assumptions that these men are making about her/women.

like a surgeon


adam curry let’s you win a commodore 64