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Shall we go?
Why, yes. Because I, like everyone else on tumblr, am a francophile.
Something to save for at least.
Snowfall on Rockhill Road.
Alabama’s annual winter emergency lands me and my brother’s dog at my parents’ house, awaiting the freezepocalypse.
I lifted these liberally from people I follow and my brother emailed me a few… thanks.
Now who am I to say, if all I know is what I heard?
With the things some people say, you can never be to sure.
P4k recovery and post-festival euphoria.
Paul Sprangers of Free Energy, who rocked harder than you can possibly rock at 1:25 in the blazing hot afternoon. Hat tip GMLjr for the pictures.
While we’re on the subject of dogs,
this pup looks like he would belong to my family. We have always had cockers, even though I don’t think most of us are convinced that they make the best dogs. Example: Mooner, Trouble. Counter Example: Smokey Joe, Rusty (contestable) and (by all accounts) one-eyed Shug.
If my brother continues to try to convince me to get a dog, he might succeed. Via Apartment Therapy.
This dog with Lauren Wesson
looks exactly like Cookie, my uncle’s dog, who was my only roommate in my parents’ beach house when I lived there for a summer. After keeping me company and scaring away anyone and everyone with a booming bark that summer, Mr. Cookanu passed away. My uncle moved to Mexico, never to be seen again. And we are renting that beach house to someone from BP for nine months. So it goes.
