My girl, Lauryn Hill, tearing it up at the Farm.
Big tittied black chick flashing that cash and a hint of class.
Lauryn Hill being incredible as I drunkenly zoomed.
Great tree on Wentworth Street that seemed mermaid-esque but more knotty than your average Ariel.
Great head on Highway 61 at the Architectural Salvage, tell your Aunt Frank.
Old Skool Monkey wielding a banana and a club foot.
La India Maria above the urinal at TB2.
Lime Blue on the King Street.
Grace Church on Wentworth Street made me stop and say AMEN!
The Southern landscape: Four Loko in a parking lot.
Heart
& Soul
Squirrel opener con antique shakers.
The only movie Molly Ringwald didn't star in in the 80's...or did she?
Rostrich.
