Saturday, February 2, 2013


I had a bug up my ass for a saddle.
 Do I own a horse?...nope, I'm from Pilsen homie.
But for a moment there, I had to have one.
 Searching craigslist (yuck) I found one for $35. Being the obsessive compulsive
that I am, I basically drove to the moon to get it.
 Once I got it, I had no idea what to do with it. I mean it's cool and all, but it's a saddle.
It goes on a horse. I still don't have a horse.
 Living in the city I'm surrounded by steel and concrete, garbage and dead leaves, plastic bags stuck in dead trees blowing in the breeze.
 What better way to bring a little hillbilly chic to the concrete jungle?

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