tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461874384545744663.post6845572925162628846..comments2023-03-29T23:13:17.696-04:00Comments on Another Year's Gone By: Home (sort of)Jack Samuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04513763542840581676noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461874384545744663.post-5925528445385562782008-08-05T07:18:00.000-04:002008-08-05T07:18:00.000-04:00(a) i was going to tell you how beautiful and peac...(a) i was going to tell you how beautiful and peaceful your new photo is, but then realized it might be the spot where the ants went in your pants.<BR/><BR/>(b) when people ask me why i have tattoos (which doesn't happen very often, b/c at present i only have like, two) i ask them why they don't have any. it might sound passive aggressive, but usually the reasons they don't sort of lead in to the reasons i do. it probably doesn't help with the whole "foolish" image though.<BR/><BR/>(c) i heard cicadas on the way to the beach the other day and i really wanted to scoop them up and bring them home with me. i wish we had them in my neighborhood. i'm also a big fan of the muggy, hot, hair sticking to the back of your neck-ness about easy coast summers. there's something just really raw and gratifying about it. <BR/><BR/>(d) the end of an era is one of my favorite guilty pleasures, though i always thought that was more towards the beginning than the middle. tomayto tomahto.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02525180256069436558noreply@blogger.com