Thursday, April 30, 2009

All my spies are watching you...



to see if you will fall. But I'm not a'tall, worried at all...

I can only speak in song lyrics some days.

I took this on one of the duck-poop benches at Wailoa whilst talking story on the phone.

Rituals/Rites of Passage I Heard Mentioned in Class Today

funerals
puberty
conception
graduation
marriage
going to school for the first time

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