I am Jane Goodall's Tanzanian monkeys typing about bananas.
4/27/09
Researching Buddhist temples and old houses of PKD's right before my rebellious shit started to foment...
I ended up standing in the exact same spot as Philip K. Dick's apocalyptic life-changing courier. But I didn't ring any doorbells because I kind of wanted to open new doors instead of being a ghostly bell ringer...
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