Coachella was good. Of course, it happened a long time ago. It was really hot. We swam a lot in the pool and drank a lot in the hot tub. I distinctly remember riding a garland-adorned chariot into the sun.
Instead of actually going to Coachella, I stayed back at the pool and read King Lear. Probably a mistake in the long-run, but damn-it if those scenes out on the hearth aren’t totally bad ass. I need to get myself a Fool. Hmmm… that gives me an idea …
[see below for pictures]
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Hip E. // Jun 7, 2008 at 10:08 pm
There are no pictures. On the heath.
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