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)

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Your left, your left, your left right left

one two three four, your left, your left, your left right left

'Cept what's with the snow? Lamb, it's whats for dinner.