much like this can of purple paint I found on the parking lot at work on Saturday:
Most of the time, I can't recall my dreams like when I was a kid, only every now and again, the only thing I remember about last night's dream was buzzing down a California highway with lush, gorgeous scenery with my girlfriend in a cherry red 1967 Cadillac DeVille convertible,
I was all like WTF??? cuz that's NOT a car I'm interested in owning, they're nice to look at on the road and all, but yeah, weirdness.
Must've been due to going to bed with 'Sin City' and hardtops on the noggin after having read this thread in the photography group.
and I did watch Marylin Manson's 'Heart-Shaped Glasses (When The Heart Guides The Hand)' video.
Also, last Friday when I went to go see 'Choke', yes the movie adaptation from Chuck Palahniuk's book, I saw this great little ad by Louis Vuitton at the beginning:
Does the person create the journey
or does the journey create the person?
