Follow The String

Sometimes I imagine that carry a ball of string with infinite threads that I wrap around everyone I meet, then they take it on their own way. We are all intertwined through these connections. Last summer, I took the spiderweb to Kenya, and passed it off to some beautiful people. Come on in. Watch it grow. Help me learn something.

7.20.2007

"excuse me sir,

may I have another margarita?"

Ummm...I think that's the script. See you all in a week or so. :)

posted by Ally @ 7:51 AM

2 Comments:

At 11:10 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Have Fun!!!

B

 
At 11:43 PM, Blogger myleswerntz said...

um, sir, there's no salt in my margarita.

i specifically asked for salt.

i could call the board of tourism and have this place torn down.

 

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