i did not find any diamonds, only a mild sunburn and some blisters. then somehow we ended up in new orleans, then the "redneck riviera" and some small island in the gulf renowned for its birds.
now i'm back home, drinking holy basil and lemon verbena tea that i started from seed months ago, as a sort of desert after my lunch of peas off the vine. the peppers are growing more and more every day, i have tiny yellow squash, onions that are already as big as my fist, a few fuzzy okra pods, and sunflowers that will be a couple feet taller than me before too long. by the way, holy basil tastes like what bubble gum would taste like if bubble gum tasted really good.
who needs diamonds?
now i'm back home, drinking holy basil and lemon verbena tea that i started from seed months ago, as a sort of desert after my lunch of peas off the vine. the peppers are growing more and more every day, i have tiny yellow squash, onions that are already as big as my fist, a few fuzzy okra pods, and sunflowers that will be a couple feet taller than me before too long. by the way, holy basil tastes like what bubble gum would taste like if bubble gum tasted really good.
who needs diamonds?
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I kind of tend to be oddly visually oriented towards other people. Rather than judge them by how they look, I subconsciously judge them by who they look like.
In other words, I sometimes find myself having a positive or negative reaction to people I don't really know. Usually I can trace this reaction to someone I know (or know of) that resembles them. Sometimes I'll just sit there trying to figure out whom they resemble. Once in a great while that gets the wrong kind of reaction from the subject.
Anyways, after about 20 minutes of this Doug Stanhope show, I realized I'd briefly mistaken his girlfriend for you.