The Battlefield Where the Girls Say I Love You



That's just the thing: we will never tell you we love you. In fact, we're here only to hold hands across state lines and yell at the world. We're here to try to touch you across this chasm of flown things. Not even that. At most, I will teach you how to make a gin smoothie when there's nothing left in the house. Hannah can teach you several languages and what to do when your car breaks up with you. Thanks for coming out.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

a brand new november blue

sweet lord.

okay, so maybe it's not exactly synesthesia. but i say: ck one, molly ringwald, jams, mr. wendel, roger rabbit, mix tapes, el camino, that certain neighborhood gas station where you met between football games and whatever else, coors light 22 oz....

it's like whatever cologne your first boyfriend (or girlfriend) wore: drakkar noir? coolwater?

anyway, i hear this and can almost place myself in castle hayne.

hannah's somewhere readjusting her visor and listening to gershwin, trying not to kill me.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

I <3 Seth. *sigh*

Mamie said...

wait. you mean scott?

Anonymous said...

yeah, i still can't believe you missed that concert. though i'm sure i would have made an ass of myself at some point. just think...you probably missed out on a killer pair of decorative socks or something.

Anonymous said...

Who is he?

Mamie said...

avett brothers?!!!!!!

tori, i never tell students they ask stupid questions.

however, that is the dumbest question i've ever heard. :)

i don't make you mix cd's for nothing.

Anonymous said...

Hahahaha,
I listen to the Avett Brothers occasionally, but not like you and Cody and Hannah (:

You know they're coming to Columbia on Saturday, right?
You should go see them.

Mamie said...

yeah, and randomly to ?clinton? over SB2K8!

sallylynn said...

okay. scratch my last post. this is my favorite new thing. i miss the avett brothers...