Sunday, June 27, 2010

Friday, June 18, 2010

don't be afraid little moth
I'm the one they talk about

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Mice

So I fire up my 20 year old riding lawnmower,the one I lovingly call "Ole Fuckface" ,the one that usually spends the winter buried in a snowbank. Anyway out shoots a Mommy field mouse and four of her babies. Immediately I shut off the mower and go into full rescue mode. The Mother is nowhere to be seen, I can see three babies moving and one that is sort of motionless. Quick as a cat I grab the dead one and spike it against the wall of the barn, I grab one of the less dead ones intending to do the same when I notice my two eight year old girls standing at the entrance to the barn watching me. They don't see the other baby mouse under my sandal, I'm not sure if that one is alive or dead. I'll check it when I get rid of the girls. "Hey look kids, Daddy found a baby mouse". Their reaction was to look at each other then close the barn door on me and lock me in the dark. I bounced the little guy off the closing door and burst out laughing.

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Saturday Morning




Im bored already, this is going to be a long day. Vicki's working and the kids are at Nanny's. Taylor sleeps until mid-afternoon. I think I'll start another Charles Bronson drawing. Maybe take the lunatic bulldog for a walk in the woods.

Monday, June 7, 2010

Helen Thomas


Helen Thomas is a National Treasure and I am a Zionist pig