Category: 10 Songs

In which I troll Ed Niedermeyer.

Put on your headphones and go lie in the park.

Let Abigail Williams see you do it.

by this time next month, it’ll be dark before supper.

Such a strange way to experience an event like that, and odd to remember it that way.

That guy’s the worst. Let’s talk about Songs, Ohio instead.

This is a long flight for someone with nothing to post about.

Guitar rock from the land of shrimps and barbies.

As far back as I remember, I’ve always hated Wednesdays.

The heat is too damned hot.