Dive into the archives.
- Honeysuckle Hideout
The honeysuckle is so happy to be crucified on the new fence. Big wads of blossoms are festooned across the fresh cedar. If only smell-o-vision were real!
- Certitude
Dear Tami, Thirteen years have passed. That makes my mind stutter, trying to take in all of the details and compose a “this is how I feel about that” statement, with regards to the breadcrumb trail we have followed together. Just in the past year we have looked up from that walk through the woods […]
- Nowhere To Go
Always liked this song and it felt good to sing it. Melissa Etheridge does it all butch i think i play it a little more fey. Tomato/tomatoe. It is funny to think I actually HAVE the Blue Chevrolet pick-up truck. If only I could find that old abandoned boxcar and bring some strawberry wine. (Ew. […]
- Streets
Today was a multiplicity of suck. Here is my catharsis… U2 Sinatra Pet Shop Boys lift that felt good to slop my way through. ; Where the streets have no name
- Hawaii Song
Guinevere and I have been playing guitar and singing together off and on for a while now. We actually have some songs under our belt, and we have a nice little time when we get together and jam. We decided to write a new song together tonight and came up with the topic of writing […]
