I just found out Elliott Smith took his life today. I remembered how I felt ten years ago when Kurt Cobain did the same. College just ended, the real world began, struggles just changed their facades and it helped break the hold on our youth. Elliott, the last true great songwriter of this generation just left this plane and I’m angry. I’m angry because I’m selfish that I won’t get my usual three year fix of the only relevant music these days. So add one more thing to that backpack of yours…a cd of Figure 8. It was the least appreciated, but without a doubt, the one with most meaning and longevity. Head Club ‘88 signing off.
]]>I L-O-V-E those little molesking notebooks! I discovered them 3 years ago in Restoration Hardware and have been buying up stacks of them from the Art Store and the B & N in town. I’m terrified they’re going to one day disappear off the shelves and I’ll never find another - so I’ve built up quite a stockpile.
And that Olympus camera is such a perfect size. Do you like the quality of the photos? I’ve decided to go ahead and buy a digital camera. Do you have any recommendations?
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