Are these guys right out of a horror movie or what? I like how they lick their lips with their little alien tongues and then even spit at you. Great. They are inspiring. I wonder if anybody ever had a barnacle as a muse.
Life works. The universe likes me. Sense equals nonsense. Nothing matters, so everything does. Whoopee, I'm alive!
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Showing posts with label marina. Show all posts
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Home is where the dock is
Now that we finally found a place that is warm and safe enough to stay, I have to leave. But not without seeing the Keys first! Maybe I can manage to lose my passport and ticket within the next two days...
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Somebody is humming a lonely tune on the bottom of Factory Creek in Beaufort, SC.
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