A Glorious Year, to be sure.
Reach back and grab a hold on November of that most fabled year. A Brisbin got two other Brisbins together and -- TOGETHER -- created the most dominant, free-minded, politically influential, rooten'ist, tooten'ist , winningest BLOG in the INDUSTRY.
Until one day ... she disappeared.
Have you seen her?
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i want that record!
"hot on a thing"! oh SNAP.
awesome.
a) for calling out the woman who said that she'd be "blogging like a mother."
2) anytime the chi-lites are mentioned, i hear sweet, sweet music.
I don't even know where she is, and we live ten minutes away from each other. Also we're in love.
that is adorable.
I DONT HAVE INTERNET.
that is no excuse for abandoning love.
most people would kill for that, ally.
Ally, come back. I need you like a flower needs the spring.
how can you say "no" to that?!?
have you no heart?!?
you are a monster! that is what you are, ally.
a monster.
how do you live with yourself?
fuck figuring out how she lives with herself ... I wanna know how she lives without the internets!
and damn. that may be the rudest response i've gotten from a sibling since I *politely* asked Josh if he had sand in his vagina.
delayed response, i know, but i love thinking about "sandy."
remember the urinal cake too? i kind of forget, but i remember it being part of the sandy package.
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