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e01n -> RE: Arrrrrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhh! (9/21/2007 12:36:32 PM)
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As I've been roused from my deathbed for some image surgery... facial hair: Donna, you know that "distinguished" look that I have at my temples? It's now down into my beard and isn't that great looking. So my bosses' are doing me a favor by telling me to shave until the end of season... boots: I'm now down to 2 pair - a pair of actual workboots (Timberland, yellow, steel toe) and my old Carolina GI boots. I trashed my old 20-eyes walking around in the MN slush and never got around to replacing them. Maybe, if I move closer to Chicago I might choose to... shallowness: constant shallowness leads to evil. It's also a great album by Coil. random people: the more the merrier, no? cowgirls at poolside: eh, it's a bit small and the face is obscured too much for my tastes - but a great pic all the same dirty clothes: go in the hamper or in the garbage bag that lives in your suitcase. butt shots: very few are flattering. Hannah Montana: I still don't get the appeal. philosophy: I can't imagine following one that doesn't acknowledge "Restaurant Sketch" (Monty Python, episode 2 aka Sex and Violence) as pure comic genius on a par with Proust in Guermand's Way. necks: I live in Terre Haute IN. Most of the ones around me are rather scarlet or crimson.
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