These are the lazy summer days that are oh so good. It started with the 4th of July and somehow the awesomeness of a "Sandlot" summer crept it's way in on me and has kept spinning it's tale. I could tell you about it, but I'm not. Not to be rude, but it's mine. You can't have it. It's more special this way. Maybe I'll write about it later, but not now.

I will tell you that for this past week, Mark Ronson's, Version has been a bit of a soundtrack.

The End.

Thursday, July 12, 2007 | 12:20 PM | LINK |