Pay Phones–archaic agents of a previous generation.
Decided to start a new set…
It’ll be a set in progress (like Wall-E or D80 Deaths) and it’ll be the awesomely boring subject of pay phones.
Archived entries for photos
We Buried Our Love In A Wintery Grave…
We’re not the same, Dear, as we used to be.
The seasons have changed and so have we.
And there’s little we can say, and even less that we can do.
To stop the ice from getting thinner under me and you.(1)
More after the jump…
Footnotes:There’s nothing to do here…
… some just whine and complain.
Bring the buckets by the dozens.
Bring your nieces and cousins.
Put out the fire on us.
Wall-e in Solitary Confinement. (And How I Did It.)
Nobody told you that I could just waltz through and shake up your style.
I’m inside–like a wrecking ball through your mind, and I change it all from inside.(1)
- Interpol – Wrecking Ball [↩]
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.(1)
