omigowd winston was burning last night. burning with sudded, unexpected heavy snowfall. While everyone else was at home eating milkwiches an intreped throng of camel citizens had phtoshoots, art openings, bar adventures and finally hellraising the RJR/wiley campus, especially the hills down to the baseball feild, the tunnel all the RJR ne'erdowells smoked in between classes and the porta shitter by the the high jump mats.
I realize that this is a more biographical entry than those written in the spirit of this blog, here's some music stuff. The Stranglers, The English Beat, Candi Staton (evidence) bloody beetroots "mind dimension" remix and "two of hearts". Have a pleasant monday evening/tuesday morning.
When I was 21 or 22 I worked at a moving company for the school system. One summer we were at Reynolds and the janitors let us into their dungeon catacombs below the school. Shit was badass. There were fallout shelters with 10 ft biohazard signs and stuff. Down where the alligators live.
ReplyDeletei'll vouch for it. i've seen ben folds' report cards pulled from boxes down there.
ReplyDeletewhat's up with that show at the electric moustache?