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Category Archives: Commonplaces
Sandman
It’s been ten years since Mark Sandman died. Continue reading
Posted in Commonplaces, Whatever
Tagged gainesville, morphine, music, sandman, treat her right
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Ah, to be king
Excuse me if I have some place in my mind where I go time to time —Tom Petty
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Madelynisms
Yes, the exclamation point is default punctuation for Little Miss Intense. Can I watch Dora for a little bit? Mama, your toothpaste tastes NASTY! Oh. It’s the merry-go-round song again! I turned it on with my foot. But we don’t … Continue reading
Minneapolis
And all the rooms, they smell like diesel And you take on the dreams of the ones who have slept there And I’m lost in the window And I hide on the stairway, and I hang in the curtain, and … Continue reading
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Alone
My girls are coming home Continue reading
Music with Madelyn
Listening to the Cowboy Junkies with Madelyn Continue reading
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My eyes are like hers
Thinking back to September 2000 Continue reading
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