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.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
A smoke. A Coke. And a little carbon monoxide poisoning.
If I were Mayor, I would encourage everyone to enjoy cold beverages, smoking and tanning in the grass between the sidewalk and street/curb.
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