…over. Oh, what the hell…I love this song.
creepy nature
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The party’s…
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Who says you can’t always get…
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Welcome home…
…deer.
It’s the night before New Years Eve. Has there ever been more of a “meh” day than December 30th? It barely has any relevance at all, seeing as the year will be gone once the real star of the year is unveiled, New Years Eve. It’s a placeholder, easily overlooked–a merely serviceable 24 hours of waiting. It’s the JAN BRADY of days. If it smiled, it would have braces. If it laughed, it would snort. There’s just not a whole lot going on besides getting past it. For all those born on this day, I’m sorry. I really am.
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The root…
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Pyoo, pyoo…
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The time has come…
…they’ve had enough. Frankly, who could blame them? When was the last time a cow annoyed you to the point you felt it deserved to be slaughtered and eaten? If there’s any animal in the world that minds its own friggin’ business whilst more or less improving the scenery, it has to be the cow. Also, observe, if you will, my choice not to make any puns about college or the beach. Upbringing, innit?
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A rose by any other name…
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Appalachian…
…apparitions.
Off to NYC this weekend to attend Michael Stever’s documentary premier titled Saturday Nightmares: The Ultimate Horror Expo of All Time! and spend some time with good buddy Jim Wright. Hope yours is a blast, too.
PS – and I’m shooting stills for a short vampire film directed by my friend Kevin Jackson. It’s that kind of weekend. -Lisa
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Sunny smile…
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I’m off…
