Drink More Champagne

Caviar and cigarettes, well-versed in etiquette, extaordinarily nice.

That Cat Fell Outta A Photo November 12, 2008

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A New Day in the White City November 5, 2008

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Drink More Champagne, indeed. October 21, 2008

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She looks better than most 22 year olds October 21, 2008

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Feel Blue? October 16, 2008

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Sentinels saluting sunset September 12, 2008

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Strange but awesome September 12, 2008

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Crochet lace-covered rocks.

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Let me in September 10, 2008

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Yale Lock

Bound to Make the Connection

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Relax August 28, 2008

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T H R E E  D A Y  W E E K E N D  coming up!

 

In my files August 23, 2008

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Beautiful Strangers August 23, 2008

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PASSING stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you,  
You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me, as of a dream,)  
I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,  
All is recall’d as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,  
You grew up with me, were a boy with me, or a girl with me,         
I ate with you, and slept with you—your body has become not yours only, nor left my body mine only,  
You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass—you take of my beard, breast, hands, in return,  
I am not to speak to you—I am to think of you when I sit alone, or wake at night alone,  
I am to wait—I do not doubt I am to meet you again,  
I am to see to it that I do not lose you.
- Walt Whitman

Images by Satorialist.

 

 

Steal this. August 13, 2008

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Flickr mosiac stolen from Amanda who stole it from Johnny.

Directions for your own mosiac stolen from Kilowatt Hour.

The concept:

a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
b. Using only the first page, pick an image.
c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into fd’s mosaic maker).

The Questions:

1. What is your first name?
2. What is your favorite food? right now?
3. What high school did you go to?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. Favorite drink?
7. Dream vacation?
8. Favorite dessert?
9. What you want to be when you grow up?
10. What do you love most in life?
11. One Word to describe you.
12. Your flickr name.