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miguel randoms

miguel came & went, but he left behind strings of smiles. return swiftly young lad.

we own the streets

michael jones landed on a direct flight from new york the other night. the trifecta has squared off. its been brilliant.
keep it coming.



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barfly

brotherbear!

if i could just leave my body for a night

weak shift. so slow, so slow. i dont know where to begin, or end. yesterday tobin took me up this offramp to i-5 towards some makers mark, & we saw seattle spiral around us. everything changed. i didnt know what to make of it, the curve of the city after a decent night at work, all the way up the hill. theres so much of this city left to see. all very surreal. i was hoping id get over that eventually, but that feeling works its way back again & again. the experiences in these past few weeks alone have shifted me entirely. id be confused or overwhelmed, but i never bother. i just keep going on, getting further in. or farther out. not sure. i met with suzanne, she told me to live for myself. no one else. & not to feel guilty for it. i should, i want to, but i dont. i dont feel guilty yet. i just feel fear that someday i will. she told me to always choose adventure. almost always. i was taught shame. i cant handle that anymore. im not ashamed of who ive become. or what i believe. or how i go about my days. this is all very irrelevant for an online blog, you know? im stoked to be alive, if only for the time being.

"in the flowers" animal collective
"within you" ray lamontagne
"the white flash" modeselektor featuring thom yorke
"slow show" the national
"despite what youve been told" two gallants
"a gift for melody anne" the avett brothers
"ode to lrc" band of horses
"after the curtain" beirut
"in your mind" built to spill
"all you ever wanted" the black keys
"live your life" ti
"cant believe a single word" vhs or beta

[tobin:]


it seems i just missed a call from brendan, meandering through the roads towards memphis, on his way back from south by southwest, & that voicemail nearly broke my heart. if i could type it out, youd understand. i miss that rambling voice. i miss that wandering boy. those were the sweetest words ive heard in awhile.

fiesta mazatlan nights 8-9

im done. im out. im retiring. its been incredible, but my body & my home need to rest up.
night 8 at my place on capitol hill,
night 9 at nabils in the southside,
night 10 at cobys on mlk drive.

epic, but a girl needs her rest.

fiesta mazatlan night 7

didnt really have a party on slate for last night, so we ventured out to golden gardens in ballard for an epic bonfire. its amazing that however last minute the plans were, how many people were down. this week has been brilliant, & im sad to see it go. though it looks like a few folks are pushing it into the weekend, so it might just never end. i see neverending bonfires this summertime. im thinking of staying in seattle.