jasmine
emily goes to work
dude selling puppies out of a wholefoods basket in front of the starbucks on decatur. (two-fity)
emily’s pool
tristan and krissy having a daiquiri down by the river about to play some tunes.
the mississippi
tropical depression betsy rollin’ through.
Winnie Pomilla, my irish/polish, elderly babysitter, in the early 1990s, would, when asking me if I was lying, say:
“Keith, you telling stories?”
ffffound this on the intertubes….and then I met him on Royal today, his name is Uncle Louie, he seemed like a really nice guy. I asked him if he ever had seen this one before, he said no, so I’ll print it out and leave it at his bar later tonight. what a town.
will people with iphones/laptops allow themselves to jam when it is this easy? time will tell.
