No yesterdays on the road

After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.

"Pick One"

I just found a website that gives you a series of two words and asks you to pick one. It then gives you a new set and asks you to pick one. And it continues. And continues. With absolutely no point. It’s kind of addicting.

Tonight I had to make the tough decision between MUSIC and FLANNEL. I chose music because… well… lesbian fashion changes over time but the glory and magic of music is forever.

Then I was forced to make the most difficult decision of my life.


I’m not prepared to make that kind of decision.

If you would like to play, check it out here.

  • 11 April 2012
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