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Breakin' in the Leather
I'm trying to loosen up the stiff mitt known as my brain.
11.09.2006
A pinch of testosterone-soaked reading material adds a flavor of masculinity to any household dominated by females. It's a good thing.
Men, do not be startled by the warm violet tones, charming candles and sweet potpourri. There is an SI. You are safe here.
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About Me
Space Cowboy
Portland, Oregon, Iceland
I'm not important enough to have business cards, so I just hand out my old junk mail.
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My Pretend Friends
Champangie (drink her up)
Gibby - (two years younger, 10 watts brighter)
Grandma Kari (she's older than me)
Mario (Not a plumber)
Mike V (you got a problem with dat?)
Mon-day Mon-day (I'm her Jackhammer)
Tex (I dunno where he's from)
The CW (has big hands)
Go Here:
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Ear Drugs
Travis - The Boy With No Name
Guster - Ganging up on the Sun
The Shins - Wincing the Night Away
Old 97s - Satellite Rides
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