Saturday, September 25, 2010

Birthday P.O.D. 9.23.10

at Aquatic Park and then the silly sultry red Frenchie waiters at that little restaurant. He, the pigeon, did not send me a birthday text, but did carry a computer chip across a continent faster than you can say hour glass. P, V, A and K and lots of little crostinis with pear jam and manchego.

on Twitter

, where this blog lives now. because it can be read and posted to through that app, one-handed, on my back, by a body of water, or in the cool olive green light above my mattress. This is articulation my spine had not dreamed of before.

My blog lived on Tumblr for a minute

because it is so much easier to access from my phone. fallinginrealtime.tumblr This is the feed. No, I don't like it. I can't add another virtual box. I'll make due with Twitter.

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