It started with a fortuitous drop of a radish into the split-leather pouch of my trusty slingshot. Fast forward two decades. This is a running compilation of snapshots and notes from days gone by.
Monday, August 15, 2005
white trash sun worship
Gross. There's nothing more delightful than soaking up some ultraviolet on a 100 degree day on a dirt backyard. At least my legs didn't burn.
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