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.
Hmm, Linda, firey vodka, roaring flames, flaming sunset, and a losing hand of cards. What more could one ask for?
Ronald Reagan and 20 mule team borax?
okatb-don't forget the marshmallows, and the stars.tag-um, don't think i need them!kass-yes, it was, very.
Oh yea, those were Death Valley Days.
tag-days, nights, they all run together...