Thoughts on an empty space
As the world kept him thinking in turns so would the blank, empty, undiluted space in the upper right corner of his unimaginative American blog. It left itself for last - as if it knew it was much too smart for him - as if the search bar that had once been there was an overture to another space in time - as if that corner meant more than it really did.
As the world kept him thinking in turns so would the blank, empty, undiluted space in the upper right corner of his unimaginative American blog. It left itself for last - as if it knew it was much too smart for him - as if the search bar that had once been there was an overture to another space in time - as if that corner meant more than it really did.
The Mustache Works
In honor of the Yankees 5-game sweep of the Red Sox I proudly post this picture of myself with a Sal Fasano style mustache. The stache is obviously Photoshopped (not by me), but I can honestly tell you that I am wearing it in spirit on the streets of Manhattan everyday. I hope all of you Yankee fans will follow the grand example set by Sal Fasano, Jason Giambi, Jaret Wright, Ron Villone and Johnny Damon… and grow yourself a mustache. Or at least Photoshop one on.
Listening To
- Megafaun – Columns
- Ben Harper and Relentless7 – Up to You Now (Live At Sirius Radio)
- The Jealous Girlfriends – I Quit
- Sufjan Stevens – Jacksonville
- The Beatles – You're Gonna Lose That Girl
- My Morning Jacket – I'm Amazed
- The Beatles – Two of Us
- Crooked Fingers – Weary Arms
- The String Cheese Incident – Intro
- Charlie Hunter Trio – My Son the Hurricane
© 2006 [mturro: in plain sight]. 
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