tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805703.post2864460946350876027..comments2023-10-21T06:16:52.069-07:00Comments on 327 Market: Good-Bye, HelloCarmenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687973133021607701noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805703.post-68921222160471414772007-07-04T10:48:00.000-07:002007-07-04T10:48:00.000-07:00To my Numero-Uno Roomie:You are the Key-lime Pie o...To my Numero-Uno Roomie:<BR/>You are the Key-lime Pie of my existence for the last 3 years! You are my Rodeo Sweetheart! We sing the ballad of 327 Market we have rode the ruckus of this kickin home and made it Ours like a Peanut's Lunchbox. <BR/><BR/>Don't forget the chronic gabs of guests and evenings spent by warm glow of the computerlight. Don't forget the sounds of womens and the sights of Molly naked across the hall or in her undies.<BR/><BR/>Don't forget the places we tromped in our little neighborhood and the little polaroid-pictures we took of mailboxes, don't forget the designed-corners we make-shifted in the 327 with splattered fabric and Boas, with mirrors and reversable paintings, and with signed-photos of Johnny Dep.<BR/><BR/>Come peek at my ballads.Mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00565872212294047222noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805703.post-73654538622338728812007-06-30T15:41:00.000-07:002007-06-30T15:41:00.000-07:00Just be sure to take us with you.Just be sure to take us with you.John B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06358811061653958120noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805703.post-59848679944045226642007-06-30T13:09:00.000-07:002007-06-30T13:09:00.000-07:00I hear ya. You know what you need to do. And don...I hear ya. You know what you need to do. And don't let that piano stand in your way.Hhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12740384818420897748noreply@blogger.com