whatever is rattling around my brain that makes it out my fingers. may contain bad poetry, decent photographs (all mine unless otherwise noted, and therefore copyrighted), yoga rants, and general silliness.
I hear Prius drivers are soft on communism...
That third shot is definitely a puckery kiss.
She likes Che
okatb-i'd heard that too...kass-mmmmmwah!kirk-well, what's not to like?