Anyway here is the source. I had to cover the trash on the table and the clutter in the background. I think next on my agenga is to liquify part of Dave. He won't mind it a bit Bwahahahaha!
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Dave and Evil Dave
Here is a little photochop I did if my friend Dave. You have know idea how hard it was to remove his tattoos. Kidding. 
Anyway here is the source. I had to cover the trash on the table and the clutter in the background. I think next on my agenga is to liquify part of Dave. He won't mind it a bit Bwahahahaha!
Anyway here is the source. I had to cover the trash on the table and the clutter in the background. I think next on my agenga is to liquify part of Dave. He won't mind it a bit Bwahahahaha!
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Who Is Colleen Gleason?
Who is Colleen Gleason? I don't know either other than she is kind enough to stop by my Thursday Thirteens and leave a comment now and then. Oh yeah, she is a novelist. Check out her blog For All the World to See and watch this promotional Trailer for her upcoming novel The Rest Falls Away: The Gardella Vampire Chronicles (Paperback) I'm told it will be like Buffy the Vampire Slayer meets Pride and Prejudice. You can preorder it now at Amazon (previous link) and I have it on my list of books to get.
And ask her whats the difference between novelist and author. Then explain it to me.
And ask her whats the difference between novelist and author. Then explain it to me.
Monday, September 18, 2006
My Blogger Photo
I have changed my Blogger Photo. I started with this pic..
Since the view through my french doors revealed my unsightly deck with a bag of trash sitting there, I had to make some modifications. I cloned the firstt set of panes to the second and third set. I then moved my carcass to the left to conceal the rather large pile of laundry behind me. The result is this...
Since the view through my french doors revealed my unsightly deck with a bag of trash sitting there, I had to make some modifications. I cloned the firstt set of panes to the second and third set. I then moved my carcass to the left to conceal the rather large pile of laundry behind me. The result is this...
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Ode to My Best Friend’s Feet Which Stink
A while back, beth at And Then I woke Up had weekly poetry contests. I wrote this poem for beth's sonnet competition. It was inspired by Dave, the foot source for my photochopped Thursday Thirteen logo. One of his many cats had anointed his flip flops and I think he was the only one who couldn't smell it. So here is:
At long legs end majestically they wait
With digits each an eternity long,
The balls and arches and heels set your gait,
Soles impressions left in sand and song.
Enveloped in shrouds of cotton and wool,
Locked in coffins of rubber and leather,
The steel-toed tombs constrict and smother full
Sealed against cold and inclement weather
In work, in leisure, they behave the same,
A Hundred steamy glands producing sweat
This flood of salty perspiration blame,
For feet odiferous and socks made wet.
You bare your soles because we're friends I think,
So wash them please because they really stink.
Ode to My Best Friend's Feet Which Stink
At long legs end majestically they wait
With digits each an eternity long,
The balls and arches and heels set your gait,
Soles impressions left in sand and song.
Enveloped in shrouds of cotton and wool,
Locked in coffins of rubber and leather,
The steel-toed tombs constrict and smother full
Sealed against cold and inclement weather
In work, in leisure, they behave the same,
A Hundred steamy glands producing sweat
This flood of salty perspiration blame,
For feet odiferous and socks made wet.
You bare your soles because we're friends I think,
So wash them please because they really stink.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
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