Just so happens that I grew up at the Northern most end of U.S. Route 69. I was the town's token punk and one of my few friends was a Fin.
Synchronicity seems inevitable in the information glut of the electronic age.
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Synchronicity?
So I happen upon this goth band called The 69 Eyes out of Finland. Shortly thereafter they announce the release of a new album called Route 69.
Just so happens that I grew up at the Northern most end of U.S. Route 69. I was the town's token punk and one of my few friends was a Fin.
Synchronicity seems inevitable in the information glut of the electronic age.
Just so happens that I grew up at the Northern most end of U.S. Route 69. I was the town's token punk and one of my few friends was a Fin.
Synchronicity seems inevitable in the information glut of the electronic age.
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Still am a Finn, last I checked.
How you doin', man?
But we're no longer comrades in arms against a hick town. And the Jake that existed then no longer exists. Shame, really. The new one is a prick. At least he has a cool motorcycle and a hot wife.
Somehow that seems to cover it all.
Wish I had a motorcycle and a hot wife.
Wait a second, I AM a hot wife. I may not have a motorcycle but I've got a Subaru that is a death trap. I live on the fuckin' edge, man.
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