Wednesday, March 5, 2014


This morning's dance courtesy of M.I.A.

In fact I was dancing with her, 100 miles an hour, like a roadrunner.

The wily coyote is death.

Found this diamond in the rough

And yet another in the back of a mausoleum.
Look at those clouds!

And one more Diamond. I was listening to Beck's sea change On the way home. when I saw this the mattress reminded me of Beck.

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