Winding, Crooked Trails

Shared Expressions and Musings with a Connection to the Origin of Things and a Surly Hatred of Progress and Development along with a Churlish Resistance to all Popular Improvements (except for HDTV and Dolby 5:1 surround sound and maybe Books on CD) (thanks Ed)

Sunday, October 17, 2004

No wonder I was slow in getting out of bed. Sometimes the only thing as good as a Sunday morning with someone is a Sunday morning alone.

posted by Edge | 10:47 AM