Friday, February 16, 2007

The Punkosphere

The way she knocked the snow from her boots.

(What about it?)

Ask the ethnicist.

Enough name-taggery.

We were out-glassed.

(I have no idea how old she is.)

This air has a lot going for it.

How about a hand for the clarity of city lights in cold weather?

(Of course it's stolen.)