Tuesday, March 25, 2008


This is how I know there is still a 16-year old girl lurking inside of me somewhere.

He may not have the talent of Paul Simon or Jack Johnson, but he has that dreamy quality I used to reserve for Rick Springfield or The New Kids on the Block when I was a teenager, lying in my poster-covered bedroom, listening to the same track over and over again through my over-sized headphones.

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