Sometimes when I'm driving down long, dark, lonesome highways at obscene hours on cool nights, and I have the windows down and I'm listening to classic rock radio, and "Kashmir" or "Don't Bring Me Down" or something comes on, I sing along really loudly, especially with the "OOOOOOooooooh's" or "ooooWOOOhooo's" (respectively), and every time I sing those parts, something deep down inside of me really really hopes that someone else would pass by going the opposite direction, hear just enough of me howling to identify the song, and think to themselves, "Oh man, I haven't heard that song in AGES. What a freakin' tune."
since fish fry season is long gone, let's make it out to "surf side" in super north omaha VERY soon.
posted May 22
josh, i am currently making the saddest face i think i know how to make...what gives? :( maybe i'll see you tonight...either way, i think you are awesome. love, holl
posted Apr 23
So from what I gather virb is a lot like going to a cool show in which you really know nobody there, so you cling to all the people that you may have talked to once or knew indirectly through a friend, and they do the same to you because neither of you really know anybody else there.
posted Mar 20
(concerning last night's spring gun show) nate: "is josh here?" micah: "no, i haven't seen him." nate: "man, i'm kinda worried, i hope he's okay." also, let me know if you wanna go to a fish fry before lent is up.
posted Mar 17
without a doubt...as soon as the sun starts shining again. this summer? will rule (withouth school)!
posted Mar 8
hollienicole says:
you need a comment. josh, you're a wonderful boy. :)
posted Oct 17