Where My Head Is (at)
Literally (but also the other thing):
posted by Sean Nelson at 2:14 PM
"I am the designated mourner. I have to tell you that a very special little world has died and I am the designated mourner. Oh yes, you see, it’s an important custom in many groups and tribes. Someone is assigned to grieve, to wail, and light the public ritual fire. Someone is assigned when there’s no one else.”
4 Comments:
Your head is at the cutie in the green jacket, or your head is at colorguard practice?
(Your last few posts have been developing a little Mudede-on-the-Slog flavor, minus the crazy. Intentionally?)
i wish i understood so i could attempt to say something clever, but no...
Hi Sean! I saw you guys at the Triple Door and you were amazing! We flew in from South Bend, IN and had a blast in Seattle. Thanks for the two nights and countless hours of great music! And ask Aaron about the origami crane, turtle, and stink beetle we gave him :).
Chainsaw,
You totally rocked in my effortless brilliance.
It made me proud that i once shared the stage with you singing about a broken car and lemon bars.
With love,
Feather.
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