I am not a writer, lets just begin with that. One of the reasons I can't ever be a writer is because I never know how to begin anything. To stop me from dozing off into the black hole that is my computer screen, I usually need a good song playing to help get things going. At this very moment Devendra Banhart is humming into my ears. This piece, that I want to name Shiva so badly (but i feel isn't blue enough to deserve such a name), was a good help too.
A couple days ago in the middle of watching Cachimba, I got the urge to put a puzzle together so I grabbed my purse and walked to the dollar tree up the street. I got this great 500 piece puzzle of Parrots chillin on a branch, I like to think they were sharing scar stories. Anyway, so now I have a completed parrot puzzle on my table and I don't know what to do with it so if anyone wants it, its yours. I'll even glue it to a board.
your captain, jazz
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