it was 5:10 am on the morning of May 23rd...my parents were watching Perry Mason...mom had eaten a gigantic sundae at Bridgeman's to try and freeze me out...suddenly, I was an only child in the 70's, and hours later i was circumcised and cried for my first time. how cruel is life?
this weekend i am going canoing and seeing Tortoise at the Fine Line for my birthday...feel free to join myself and my friends.
30 was a good year for me...here's to another race around the circumference of the sun...see you at the finish line.
this weekend i am going canoing and seeing Tortoise at the Fine Line for my birthday...feel free to join myself and my friends.
30 was a good year for me...here's to another race around the circumference of the sun...see you at the finish line.
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parisambrosia:
My set?! That would only happen if I were 1. drugged or 2. if Herb Ritts were the photographer....considering he's not alive any more I guess we have to go with # 1. I'm too chicken to tell you the truth....and it wouldn't be good for my family if somehow they found out I had XXX pictures on the internet of myself. 
parisambrosia:
HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY! 