The last couple of winters, I got away with putting a thick lining in my trench coat. Not so this year–had to break out the full-on, padded winter coat that zips all the way up to the chin. Wearing that and my over-sized gloves, I can understand why some people on the train do aContinue reading “I C U 2”
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Jotting Down Memories
waterbugs in the basement xxx-rated 8-tracks a bar with a thick layer of dust on the bottles a lime-green Chevy Impala licking chocolate frosting from a spatula being allowed a sip or two of homemade wine the dog stealing the roast beef off the kitchen counter visiting a small town in Virginia and being relatedContinue reading “Jotting Down Memories”
Why 80’s horror movies are cool…
In the middle of the slashing, biting, demonic-possessing action–there is time for a little interpretive dancing. This is illustrated perfectly in the Night of the Demons series:
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