He talks constantly. Some say he mumbles. I understand him, sometimes. He undersands me, maybe.
Photography Thinks
He talks constantly. Some say he mumbles. I understand him, sometimes. He undersands me, maybe.
“Where did you come from?” “I was in Iowa; Portland, Maine and Brattleboro. Lots more homeless in Iowa City than here.”
So David thinks, if he has some non-cloudy thoughts that I am the photo-journalist who has threatened the Market place, causing some to chase the errant shooter from the scene. He said, “I will break your camera and then kill you.”
Paul said, “he’s a friend; chill.”
Moved up the street. Pregnant again. “A mistake,” she said.
“I am proud of you, girl” Alicea said when I mentioned an abortion to Cheryl. Not like me to engage them in a discussion of their politics or closely held beliefs, even if they cannot pay for them or appreciate the effects of their decisions.
If looks could do more than get you laid, Andrew would be a star. He is just caught in the vortex. Life ain’t easy and bad things happen to good people. He has bad acts in his past, so cleaning it up cannot do it for him, here.
The one on the left is about something. The one on the right is the one you should see, if you are in the mood for a serious, well made, challenging tale. Not sure how many times I will have to see it to understand it, assuming I can handle the deepness.
What did she say in F*uck Me Pumps, “… don’t be upset if they call you a skank.” Only two albums, one of which I, yes, me, own. Great ink. But don’t compare her to the others who only made it to 27 (Cobain, Janice, Jimmy, Jim, Brian Jones). I still cry for Lennon whose longer life would have made the world betta, betta, betta. When your obit can only refer to one great song whose point is that you should have gone to rehab and didn’t, I cannot mourn her, especially with what happened in Norway.