"It's too darn hot"

Here's what I mean when I say, "It's hot:"

I am reading The Wind in the Willows and War and Peace. I was reading a little of Le Journal d'Anne Frank. I am looking at a year's worth of photos over and over and over again. I go to Michael's. I go to Barnes & Noble. I'm 21 years old and I'm learning to drive. I'm going to Arkansas tomorrow! (Viva la Rachel!)

Et maintenant en francais. Je voudrais dire, mes amis d'une annee bien passee a Aix, que vous me manquez. Je vais bien. Je lis. J'ecris. Je peins. Pas mal comme ete, non? Je vous remercie encore pour cette annee ensemble. J'ai beacoup appris grace a vous. Vous m'avez inspire. Je vois certainement qu'il me faut continuer a ecrire en francais sinon je perds tous!

Meet Peaman

An ordinary guy
Hard to come by
Terribly shy
Civil and sly
My, oh, my

3 hours of watching for this?

Did I say red, white, and blue? I meant red, white, and green.

Nah, it was a good game and fun to see the Italians and their long hair jump up and down.


Vive La France!!! even though they lost the World Cup.

How y'all doin?

So heeeeeere's Texas or me preppin for Texas. Next time I ought to get me a pair of jeans. And then I ought to strap a guit-ar to my back. The soccer shorts just don't cut it. While I'm on the subject of soccer, I'd like to mention that France plays Italy tomorrow. Maybe France beats Italy tomorrow. If it does, the whole country will go on holiday. I'll be in Texas wearing red, white, and blue. Now just who's red, white, and blue?


Photo by Little B.