Wednesday, August 18, 2004

Eight Hours Driving For A Fifteen Hour Visit


Chispas De Muerte

Sam called me. WE'RE ALL HERE, YOU SHOULD BE HERE TOO. WE'RE LIKE THE FOUR DIRECTIONS WITHOUT ONE OF THE DIRECTIONS. Sometimes the planets align. Sometimes we are all on the same continent, in the same country, state, city... in the same car zooming towards murky waters and old graveyards, bright futures and inaccessable waterfalls.


Onward

Me
Sam
Chispas De Muerte
Saint John of the Cross


Not really cannonized, probably never will be.

5 comments:

a. said...

Who said saints have to be "perfect"? What makes them saints is that they lead with their hearts. ;)

a. said...

Ps. Sazzy sunglass collection.

kara said...

Yeah - smoking sunglasses!

Anonymous said...

How great to see you all! Well, on the internet, anyway. I wish I could have been there, too. See you soon. -Kay

asia said...

Yeah, a massive reunion would be nice....however unlikely.

And yeah, doncha dig those glasses??

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