Thursday, December 11, 2008

Lost Boys

Sorry about hanging up on you last time. The heat was not working in my apartment I was also in a fantasy land about a James France Spanish lookalike who worked for a hot shot photographer. I literally slipped into the twilight zone It's hard to write when one is hypnotized by the deep sea netting within their own brain If you need a good laugh in a moment of seriousness - like an 'attack' at a funeral, see MILK, and get prepared for Diego Luna's hair and demeanor - me after too much sherry malt On that note, listen to MIAMI SOUND MACHINE 'Bad Boy' Extended version, in a taxi cab, on your way to Rockerfeller Center.

2 comments:

katie said...

laughing out loud at the airport is funny. and endearing. oh and listening to meatloaf while reading your blog is pretty much perfect...

xo

Anonymous said...

heed warning on photographers yung sarah - they're ok until yr their muse.

trust me, i've beem a muse - i mean who wouldn't want it? - for these tortured yashica users.

i enjoy miami horror.

http://vimeo.com/2202808

dexter is ok, too.

something about miami makes me salty. it's not the ocean.

but i love cuban food.

jrdn