I didn't do anything photographable today (work: computer/read/call/email | home: study Spanish, watching Heroes, reading Margaret's zine, eating fajitas)
so I bring you a very very old photo, in honor of the best part of my today, talking to my brother about memories:
(I bring you Casey and Dustin, 1985 (6?))
And, for good measure (for tan lines on ring fingers), here's a Silver Jews song. Two times a week, Q.