Is anyone selling a Night Cam by any chance?

Drop a line if so.

A story of being drunk in a bad part of town:


a day turns like a weak page in a book
cold sweats from a brisk-full walks
distilled to perfection
giving monetary immortality
only that an agent can bring
and sleep can heal

so as you keep on truck-in
notice the dirty winks on these dirty streets
because the only scum that come alive in the night
are seen through the eyes for the dead
but only after
the bottom of the bottle is reached

I know this has totally nothing to do with polaroids.... BUT, more people should listen to Sigur Ros.

That is all.

I'm thrilled to be a part of something wonderful.

Have a great day!