Deep river runs its course
To the warm horizon
Shadows of falling leaves
October moon and rusty skies
The seeds of autumn in my mind
Hiding summer's age no more
No more leaves in summer sky
Turning dark on empty carlots
When summer was my only friend
Sail back this way again
Winter's one breath away
It's turning cold...- Autumn Tactics, Chicane
Thursday, October 13, 2005
One of my favorite songs just came on Music One and it reminds me that winter's coming - something I dread. I hate the cold.
I think I'm tired of trying to do a daily blog blurb, so maybe I'll aim for weekly or something. And then I drafted something for th...
Back to IST - jumped the Havas bus to Taksim Square and set off to find the apartment I'd rented through Airbnb. We got a little lost,...
Him: You're like McDonalds. (Me thinking "Huh?") Him: I'm lovin it. No, actually I'm loving it.
My friend Sabra put together a private class at Citrus Pear dinners over the summer, and I was stoked to try it out. You head to a local gro...