The Kitchen
My brother bought a house. That Needed a Lot of Love.
It had charm, but needed a lot of paint.
A lot of other things needed to be done too.
In the meantime, he threw a few parties.
People came by and wrote on the walls.
Or even the shelves.
I stood in the kitchen one morning eating my bagel.
It’ll be a shame when renovations start on the kitchen.
For many things of deep literary and artistic merit will be lost…
So I should try to capture some of that.
Don’t you think?
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loved this photo-log - just alotta character! Throw yourself in them and do some kick ass self portraits when noone is around.
Suddenly I just feel a whole lot better about the house we got in DC after seeing your brother’s house!
my brother also paid like 1/7th the price you did.
The price we pay for a mullet-free zone. hyuk hyuk hyuk!
So that’s what other people do with their XL dildos. I’m impressed.