laugardagur, febrúar 19, 2005

óvænt

Four unexpected things encountered in the last few days:
The word "lurcher"

Dreams of giant airplanes

Chicken bone

Fiddler with a pierced lip sawing out J. S. Bach at the market

More rain

Nei, annars kom ekki rigningin svo aldeilis á óvart. En samt.

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