urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:notdown it's the sound of your racing heart that beats in time with every start (the start of the year. the start of life. the start of war.) if it's true 2005-08-31T16:57:27Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:notdown:30185 notdown @ 2004-09-08T19:42:00 2038-01-19T03:14:07Z 2005-08-31T16:57:27Z hm, when i was with Abe at Guitar Center, i saw <b>Sean Lennon.</b> he was sitting outside the acoustic/classical guitar room, playing some vintage guitar. I walked in and out of the acoustic room several times because I was playing some very nice Cordoba classical guitars and was bored and/or looking for Abe, and I made eye contact with him each time.<br /><br />when i say <b>eye contact</b>, i really mean eye contact, like, he looked up from playing guitar and stared at me and we kept the gaze held for a few seconds.<br /><br /><br /><br />i just thought that was pretty cool.