pot of gold ( Read more... )

dirty needle in the hay, catipillar has grown its wings and flew away ( Read more... )

here i stand in the shadow of the steeple, im wading through the people that have come to pray ( Read more... )

your standing back to back, with a gun in your hand, you got ten paces and turn ( Read more... )

the tempurature read, 79. and the gas pedel worked ( Read more... )

it started as an accident ( Read more... )

your standing back to back, with a gun in your hand, you got ten paces and turn ( Read more... )

messy hair in the morning, dirty plates at night, the smell of open windows, the  taste of turpintine (or hot sumertime ( Read more... )

i think that speaks for itself.  im going to.  margaritas tonight!

ok, so i know its only february.  and the first week of february at that.  but seriously, mother nature, lets get on this spring thing.  you did pretty well in january, but i seriously want warm weather.  i want green.  i want to complain about how hot it is.  ok, so really my sights are more set on summer.  but that's besides the point ( Read more... )