I want to fly like this. I often wonder if I brought them a cup of coffee...if they'd let me go up there...hang myself up onto a hanger and go...but then I watch the single dresses get caught like that last one and it doesn't seem so appealing. Still. I want to.
wore.
Life. You just never know.
Reposting an oldie. You even have to click on the link to get to the low res video.
Remember these days? This was done in March 2005.
Brooklyn, New York.
Outside my kitchen window.
Sunday, February 12, 2006.
3:30pm until 4pm.
Drums: Robin Russell Drumtrack ©2006 BMI
Flowers are in bloom everywhere now.
I can't help but do this to one of the orange ones. (Takes a little bit of time to load this one. much like gettin' a little lovin')
A woman just called me. She meant to call a pharmacy.
We talked for 15 minutes. I stayed on the phone with her because as soon as I told her it was the wrong number, she paused and then asked me this:
"You ever had Shingles?" Why on earth would I not want to hear a bit more from her?! And thank goodness I told her my name so I could hear it many times. Sound is tough and so are the lower 3rds. Such is life. Sometimes reality has some technical glitches in it. ...and shingles too apparently.
