cresto phango!


i will be glad when tuesday has come and gone

2004-03-13, 3:18 p.m.

i drove by a vineyard today, and all the grape vines had been clipped off. all that was left were the trunks of the vines; they looked like screaming animals, jutting out of the ground. i wanted to stop and see if i could hear something peculiar in the hills, but i just kept driving... and the day moves forward with quantum flaws hanging out of its shirt.