tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45946718809664341202011-04-21T13:29:35.641-07:00Everything Around The WorldA blog that might not open windows
A feast a feast a bloody feast
forever in your mind
shake loose
be tall
oyblog1http://www.blogger.com/profile/11702694234301417841noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594671880966434120.post-30433780815696919162009-03-15T04:56:00.000-07:002009-03-15T05:00:41.107-07:00The Ides Of MarchTime for Spring time to plat.I think I will make a garden and grow some stuff. What the hell is pine needle tea?I would really like to buy this Trek bicycle, but not sure if I can afford it.What else is there to say about the Ides of Marchs?blog1http://www.blogger.com/profile/11702694234301417841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594671880966434120.post-79985892091914375522009-02-18T13:15:00.000-08:002009-02-18T13:17:04.461-08:00I want you ...show me the wayI wanna play that thing Peter Frampton plays .blog1http://www.blogger.com/profile/11702694234301417841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594671880966434120.post-70071405044435641072009-02-17T07:47:00.001-08:002009-02-17T07:51:37.297-08:00Frank wrote a letter to the riverAn update an update the joys of an update! sing me softly to sleep old bird and I'll feed you in the morning.How vast is the world of the blog and of the blogs little babies. Why might I not remember the times when we left the old ways and began the new ways. Show and fly and dance and cry ; we must life.what if what if ?words are like the pebbles and the sand. Pick up the words and toss them in blog1http://www.blogger.com/profile/11702694234301417841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594671880966434120.post-34794674147410621222008-11-17T13:35:00.000-08:002008-11-17T13:41:47.059-08:00When a blog is not a blog , when the internet is not the internetNovember 2008 ! The news is good , the news is bad. If ever was a place or time , this would be it. The most important thing is not to miss the first one. I want to take the time to write what I want to write. This is not the first time a blog has started and ended. The life of a blog can be like the life of a moth. I'm reborn, I do not eat, I mate and die. That is a blog.When true men do true blog1http://www.blogger.com/profile/11702694234301417841noreply@blogger.com