a memory

ah, the old days...
but man, those socks did smell bad.
today i remembered a recurring dream that i used to have as a kid. it involved burt from sesame street, except that he was actually peter jennings. he would always speak in the mumbly voice that i could never understand. he would stand in front of this old crooked house that looked like it was about to tumble over.
...stupid burt/peter jennings. scared the heck out of me every time.
2 comments:
12:51 AMhahaha! that's great, jc. thanks for sharing.
reframe...
that won't get old for a while.
6:53 AM
speaking of the university apartments, dave brower and i are going to be looking for an apartment for the summer and next fall. we're probably going to ask you how they have worked out for you.
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