I've had this shirt since 2003 or so. It reminds me of my ex. I bought it because I had a glass from The Pussycat Lounge. Some old thrift store find. I used to buy glasses all the time. Vintage,... Continue Reading →
(I wrote this in May of 2012. I like it.) The second, and so far last time I ran into Elvis Costello was in Richmond, Virginia. Well, not exactly in Richmond, but just outside of Richmond in Goochland County. He... Continue Reading →