Beer Me Up Every Once In A Blue Moon.
With one or two, I get used to the room. We go slow when we first make our moves. By five or six, bring you out to the car. Number nine with my head on the bar.
Archived entries for
Flower Macro. 3 of 4.
Two days I wait for calls to come through. “Tonight” for me translates to “yesterday” to you.
Flower Macro. 2 of 4.
Your good intentions count for little anymore. If you’re sorry, why wage war?
I’m not fully convinced there’s something wrong with this.
Flower Macro. 1 of 4.
It’s words you forget to anniversary songs.
The bottles bite back–your tolerance wrong.
A New Semester. (And I Love Norwegians.)
When you get to where you wanna go
And you know the things you wanna know
You’re smiling.
The Writing’s On The Wall.
I made mistakes in the past. Need a chance–can’t take it back.
Live–I want to live inspired. Die–I want to die for something.
Massive Photo Post of Philadelphia.
[WARNING: This post is photo intensive. It will slow down your iPhone or dial-up connection.]
[Also, I apologize for how much of a pain it is to see all the photos. I don't know how to link separate galleries within Lightbox.]
First up, the Rocky Steps and statue. I (legally) downloaded Eye of the Tiger just so I could play it while taking photos around those steps. Let me tell you: I was pumped up!
