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.

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

he does his little turn on the catwalk




thanks, eric. i'm sending this off to the mickey mouse club. cha-ching.

6 comments:

JaySlacks said...

Uh, Hannah? Why are you taking the kids into fields?

hannah said...

to leave them at the gingerbread house of course (kidding, kidding)

Anonymous said...

the jolie-pitt kids seem ordinary in comparison.

Anonymous said...

oops. that was my comment above. didn't want you to think that it was some middle-aged, white male who lives with his mother.

Anonymous said...

i sleep on the couch and never change my underwear.

Anonymous said...

how far apart are my contractions?