I thought for today I would break out an old classic for an old friend. I hope you will enjoy it. I am sorry, I am not blogging much these days.
Be well.
S
May 1976
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,
Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
Idiot wind, blowing through the dust upon our shelves,
We're idiots, babe.
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves
7 comments:
Couldn't hear a fricken thing!!
But at least I know you are still alive!!
Miss you Susie-Cue...xox
...um BTW....YAHTZEE!!!!
i miss you but i hope it's just good busyness that's keeping you away.
Hope everything is OK with you S?
yeah I hope it's good stuff keeping you away...
(re: your comment- it was Everything Nice's bday, wherever she is)
I have missed you!!!!
xox
Susie...?
Certain folks love and miss you ya know..xoxox
you sure got a gotta lotta nerve pix...lol :P
well, i started out on burgundy but soon hit the harder stuff...
ah well, everybody must get stoned baby...
there is no place im going to...(^_^) xxx
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