December 2009
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honeyhouse: 01.12.2010 GIN & TONIC 2408 WISCONSIN AVE NW WASHINGTON, DC 20007 GINANDTONICTAVERN.COM FREE 8:30PM 01.16.2010 ROCKNROLL HOTEL 1353 H ST NE WASHINGTON, DC 20002 $10 8:30PM THE YEAR OF THE DOGS
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I’ve gotten the message, so I’ll hang up the phone. I can be reached by way of mail: Jeremy Mohler 5715 Arlough Pl La Plata, MD 20646
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honeyhouse: 01.16.2010 ROCKNROLL HOTEL 1353 H ST NE WASHINGTON, DC 20002 $10 8:30PM
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“Jerry: Well, in some ways it’s better and in some ways it’s not. The...”
Dec 22nd
“Honey House is confirmed for 1/16/2010 @ Rock and Roll Hotel.”
– (via joshdavis)
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the snow made me drink the inver house. the snow made me drink the inver house. the snow made me drink the inver house.
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I need a brain to connect to
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In nneed of connection with another brain.
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NBC4 meteorologist Tom Kierein said the coming storm has the potential to be the worst December snowstorm for the D.C. area in at least the last 25 years. “It could take a couple of days to dig out,” Kierein said.
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Listen71revisited: neil young - too far gone
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listening to sunday morning sloke sessions damn
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STRIP MINE
FEELIN LIKE A STRIP MINE, DON’T KNOW IF I CAN HOLD THE LOAD, ALL MY SILVER AND GOLD GONE, AND CARRIED UP THE ROAD, UP OLD TIMER MOUNTAIN, AND DOWN THE HILL OF ROSE, WHO’S TO SAY I NEEDED IT?, WHO’S FIELDS AREN’T OVERGROWN?, ONE MORE DAY OR TWO WILL GROUND ME, FALLEN MAN IN LINE WITH CLOWNS, SERVING UP A DISH OF LOVE, BUT HATING THE SOUND
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But see the spider fancies his own self destruction in the maze. The spider, frail and weak from searching a web, only lives if hungry, if tired. The find calls like an old lover. We are all searching, don’t you know?
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My tears are like the quiet drift Of petals from some magic rose; And all my grief flows from the rift Of unremembered skies and snows. I think, that if I touched the earth, It would crumble; It is so sad and beautiful, So tremulously like a dream. dylan thomas
Dec 11th