Last night:
a few pear ciders, chicken garlic calzone, soy mocha, a little bowl of marijuana, kitty cuddles, and north by northwest. last night was pretty lovely.
I've started writing for the Fabulist, thanks to the lovely ArtChick. It's a swell little site; you guys should help make it not so little. Send us links to cool things. Hell, send us cool things in the mail. We'll make you famous, baby. That's a lie.
Anyway, I'm writing for you. I'm giving you excellent, free music.
a few pear ciders, chicken garlic calzone, soy mocha, a little bowl of marijuana, kitty cuddles, and north by northwest. last night was pretty lovely.
I've started writing for the Fabulist, thanks to the lovely ArtChick. It's a swell little site; you guys should help make it not so little. Send us links to cool things. Hell, send us cool things in the mail. We'll make you famous, baby. That's a lie.
Anyway, I'm writing for you. I'm giving you excellent, free music.
In some old Looney Tunes cartoons, there was a stove. Not a friendly stove, but an angry one, with furrowed eyebrows and a sinister grin. Despite his sour disposition, this stove used to dance; every time it bent its knees with the music, steam would come out of its top and would whistle, "doot doot". Remember? Is it just me? Anyway, Man Man is the perfect music for a stove to jig to.
Get some.
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[Edited on Jan 09, 2006 10:53AM]