a year ago on jeffcarter.net…
toronto kids are real punks
the platinum blonde at the end of the bar appreciated the wandering glances. then again, who wouldn’t?
at one time or another, we’ve all been the conductor and we’ve all been the orchestra and we’ve all been the audience. our role in the moment is immaterial. appreciating the moment doesnt matters, rather only being in the moment does.
one drink. two drinks. three drinks. four.
pick up lines can come in all shapes and sizes. most of them we dont even know we are using…the subliminal…some call it the vibe. but where does the “vibe” come from and how do we alter/modify it? and if we knew how to, would we still want to?
most everything you will ever need to know about someone you can find out without them ever opening their mouth.
your vibe is the invisible little gossip who sits next to you waiting to share every dirty secret about you. treat her well.
