mirabel >> madison
michigan >> montana
MICHIGAN
Cloverland Motel located in Ironwood, Michigan.
features controlled baseboard heat AND cribs! yay!
MINNESOTA
MISSOURI
"We are anxious to get out of the city. Packard is just about the
right size for us. Smog, traffic, and people just like Los Angeles.
Keven likes it, David doesn’t want it."
MISSISSIPPI
From Edna and Lester to Elmer in Wichita:
"Here tonight. Hard rain all afternoon. Stayed in Little Rock last night we
plan to sight see here tomorrow, maybe stay one more night here.
We are feeling fine. Dogwood and azealias are delightful."
at the top of the card above the address it reads:
"The dogwood and azealias are beautiful. Sorry I said that before."
MONTANA
"Over-sized Beds"
next stop: north carolina >> new mexico
MICHIGAN
Cloverland Motel located in Ironwood, Michigan.
features controlled baseboard heat AND cribs! yay!
MINNESOTA
MISSOURI
"We are anxious to get out of the city. Packard is just about the
right size for us. Smog, traffic, and people just like Los Angeles.
Keven likes it, David doesn’t want it."
MISSISSIPPI
From Edna and Lester to Elmer in Wichita:
"Here tonight. Hard rain all afternoon. Stayed in Little Rock last night we
plan to sight see here tomorrow, maybe stay one more night here.
We are feeling fine. Dogwood and azealias are delightful."
at the top of the card above the address it reads:
"The dogwood and azealias are beautiful. Sorry I said that before."
MONTANA
"Over-sized Beds"
next stop: north carolina >> new mexico
ambertutwiler.blogspot.com
Why is the silence so loud in this house;
appliances softly shriek too high,
computer monitor whispers to the refrigerator,
which like a telephone talks to the dishwasher.
The air conditioner senses the heat in the place.
Tonight feels like I’m walking through laughy taffy.
I want to be the only thing to break the empty noise
and yet I’m just as still,
listening to inedible silence.
Too thick. Too many colors mixed. Too many flavors combined.
For all these things I think and feel,
I wonder which comes out with meaning.
I make myself half a raison and peanut butter bagel and coffee.
To be so out of touch with yourself
you slip over every emotion
and end up falling back onto the same plateau.
Is there a place for me to climb.
Do I fall back on the wave.
Do my arms hurt.
Why in this empty house does a burning candle create peace.
When the plastic everything shines with fluorescent dentist office
stillness.
And I think of the taste of gritted teeth,
a cavity drilled and filled.
And those paintings that hang on the wall,
that never move.
Probably projected some fantasy on the canvas to trace.
Some sunset over false mountains.
Dear Bob Ross: I don’t believe you.
But I want to.
Because when I walk down the street that sunset fantasy projects brilliant pink
at the end of everyday.
I stare at it, wanting to just be it,
please let me be you.
But my parents named me Dawn because I’m the one to rise. Not to fall.
Dear Dad: I love you. Don't you love you?
Amber Dawn Tutwiler
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So last night my friend put on this snl that he
tivo-ed, and i wasnt sure if it was the half a bottle of jim beam (probably was)i had just finished or what, because i didnt get it.. i really thought that sarah palin was on snl and i just kept pausing for a long time mumbling ..what the fuck...
I guess i thought it could be true because i think the presidential debates are getting eerily closer and closer to looking like a gameshow, and the democratic convention actually looked super fun and i really wish i could've gone, and everything kinda nuts right now soo.... ..
nope.
Tiny Fey is just Sarah Palins long lost twin, and no one ever knew it until she put on a red suit and styled some 1996 woman gymnastics bangs into her hair, and voila!: some seriously creepy resemblance,enhanced even further, to the point of indistinguish-iality, thanks to lots of jim b.
And good thing i wasnt the only one who thought so, because i just checked out the situation on youtube and apparently it got kind of alot of news coverage, which furthers my theory that things are really weird these days and that im boycotting tv.
Dedicated to my first serious role models: by danielle chefan
Huacachina Oasis, Peru
Shimmering beneath the scorching sun of the Peruvian desert is an extraordinary sight
- a tiny settlement, complete with lagoon, lush palm groves, carob trees, cafes,
neatly clipped lawns, 100-strong population and even the odd swimming pool.
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