I am sitting at the laundromat, but, instead of being bored to brain
mush, I am remembering happier times. Like, last Saturday when I was
90 minutes late to brunch at La Palapa, and then no one found any good
shoes at the Fleuvog basement sale. But there were fun times, Bloody
Marias, and pussy willows. It looked like this.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
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I had fun that day. Even though I'm not in that picture.
It is true: there was also Kevin, pivotal to the fun.
In this picture, Kevin is being portrayed by that white-haired man with the glasses and the scarf. Mystery.
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