Sunday, November 26, 2006

This used to be all cornfield

The familiarity of unfamiliar grocery stores.

(I'd like to steam her asparagus.)

Age is wasted on the old.

A mall-chair massage.

Lying low in Koreatown...

A song that rhymes "shooting star" with "candy bar."

Makes me wish I were what again?

The Flanks:
Happiest sad music I ever heard in the subway.