27 January, 2010

the big friendly giant, midnight

  I feel uninspired.  DAD I want my camera back.  Its midnight thirty.  The witching hour.  Remember the witching hour?  In the BFG?
We used to stay up until midnight when we were young and call it the witching hour.  We used to think it was so late.  MIDNIGHT?  What a feat, we stayed up that late.
Now it happens nightly.

People might say its not about the money, but its always about the money.

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