“I know what you’re thinking. “Did he fire six shots or only five?” Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I kind of lost track myself. But being as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you’ve got to ask yourself one question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?” -Dirty Harry
K.Read
“White lies in the night
If I could be yours and you could be mine
As long as it rhymes
It’s all that I’ll ever need out here
White lies in the night
If I could be yours and you could be mine
We keep what we hide
You told such simple lies.”
-Geographer, “Verona”
B. Regulinski
K. Read
This Week’s Wordage is admittedly a little late, however, it was due to travel and good times. B. Regulinski trekked to Washington D.C. for a birthday celebration, and K. Read was in Virginia Beach documenting the East Coast Surfing Championships. We hope you enjoy Week 10, this makes for a pretty decent milestone. As usual, feel free to check out the larger versions here. Enjoy.
“Man’s yesterday may never be like his morrow;
Nought may endure but Mutablilty.”
– Percy Bysshe Shelley
B. Regulinski
K. Read
“Friends applaud. The comedy is over.”
-the last words of Ludwig Van Beethoven
B. Regulinski
K. Read
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