all the leaves are brown. ...

i had just received two postcards from california, one from san francisco and another from rodeo drive. and i've come to the conclusion:

if you're not from california, i won't talk to you. i only associate people from the golden state. i can't trade in silver for gold, that would be silly. why would you do that?

and no no no, no city looses its luster after a while. not california. that's so impossible. with all that sun, how in the world can you run out of glitter? even the moon showers you with its silver, as if to say, here, raincheck for now - until the sun comes back. here, look at the ocean, see how pearlescent the waves become?

here, look at the ocean, you can see the oil rigs in the distance. they're saving all that oil so when the middle east dries up, we can keep on driving our cars up and down highway 101, the wind in our hair, the sun on our backs, the convertible's top down, back and forth rodeo drive and the golden gate bridge.

ahahahaha... thank you!!! :-D
damn cali. making me look unoriginal!!!
ahahaha... hay. :-)  ¶ 5/02/2005 05:27:00 PM