¡Si Ves Algo, Di Algo!

slowly relearning spanish, one public transportation announcement at a time...

if heaven exists and i’m lucky enough to spend a moment there, i hope it’s long enough to meet these two…best.lunchtime.find.ever.

well now aren't you just the most gorgeous spring line-up these eyes have seen!?

make it for el Consulado de España and i do declare i've found my next business venture!

ROCKn'Motha'bleepinFrEAKinROLLL

when does it ever end well? i mean if it ends, then it’s not ending well, it’s ending. And if it keeps going, then it’s not about ending…so I suppose the ending is usually of an unwell kind. and has it always ended for you so far? …thus far, yes.

when does it ever end well? i mean if it ends, then it’s not ending well, it’s ending. And if it keeps going, then it’s not about ending…so I suppose the ending is usually of an unwell kind.

and has it always ended for you so far?

…thus far, yes.

her vocabulary is exquisite; her music, sublime. an interview with feist.

"There are kids underneath my bed," Cried little baby monster Fred. Momma monster smiled. "Oh, Fred, There's no such things as kids," she said.

dearest wilco, thank you. sincerely, my eardrums and toe-tapping feet.

miles davis in europe circa 1967: bootlegged beats.