wearing a wife beater, drinking red wine

i hope i spill some down the front, it would be so apropos. i am in love with this tree on my little alley that often smells of urine and is sometimes lined with shit. the alley, not the tree. so it has the smallest pink flowers in the middle of green pointy things with white blossoms all about. the trunk and branches are bare except for these beautiful spring bloomers. i'm sure the explanation does this tree about as much justice as we are doing iraq, but until i can figure out how to post pictures this is all you get! text text and more text. i found some great treasures at the thrift stores today and wish the family of six children i was brought up in would have been brought up shopping second hand. i can't believe people still shop at places like bed bath and beyond and the dreadful ikea (recently seen billboard-IKEA HAVE MORE) when a term such as thrift exists.