April 2010
Rolling earthquakes are nauseating.
Why Americans Don’t Like Jazz →
symphonyno2inem:
(via fascinated)
My wife and I have always known how differently we listen to music. I tend to entirely ignore lyrics, while she tends to entirely ignore music. We are the two opposite ends of the spectrum in this sense, and it appears that my wife’s side is more common. Many of my friends think that I have a peculiar, or plain bad, taste for music. Whenever I say I like this...
Recession #1
A woman sits in a booth. She looks harried, middle-aged. She has on a red dress, a little too tight for a body that has seen so much motherhood. She would have been so nice looking without the lights. She is out of place at this cheap diner. Too bright. The waitress startes her out of her sad daze. She looks embarrassed, ashamed maybe, as she orders a black coffee. Her voice is...