Ok. This is ridiculous. Here are some pictures!!!!
Aphrodite, reaching for some food!
Aphrodite and a beautiful young thing.
Pan! Notice the gorgous phallus. Dan made this, I painted it. We were very proud.
There were so many good photos.
The Raven. No, not Poe, you fool! Read your Ovid.
Diana and Pan!
Diana!
Apollo!
The Raven, a beauty, Aphrodite, and Persephone. That's Cyaluminus there on the bottom right. His costume was to get fuckin' drunk. Good job, boy!
One of my favorite moments from the evening.
Another good photo. James and his hard-core-hand-of-death. He does this for all photos. Really. Unless he's on stage with a bass in hand and simply can't.
Later I looked like this:
and the next morning, this happened:
Good lord that took for ever.
I found a job i want. I have to wait for pot to get out of my system before I apply, but it sounds wonderful and I think I have a really good chance of getting one of the jobs they're offering. They're a local group dedicated to treating and preventing child abuse through a number of different programs. Looks like something a lot more rewarding than selling horrible people stupid overpriced cards. Don't say I said, though. Bad-mouthing the company is against company policy.
I've been spending lots of time with my boy, when he's not shooting locusts or terrorists in Las Vegas. I'm also writing a picture book and I bought two pretty plants that I'm doing a very good job of taking care of so far!
We have a tree now! It needs a few more ornaments and some lights, but it's very very cute.
And I made twice baked-potatoes last night.
Aphrodite, reaching for some food!
Aphrodite and a beautiful young thing.
Pan! Notice the gorgous phallus. Dan made this, I painted it. We were very proud.
There were so many good photos.
The Raven. No, not Poe, you fool! Read your Ovid.
Diana and Pan!
Diana!
Apollo!
The Raven, a beauty, Aphrodite, and Persephone. That's Cyaluminus there on the bottom right. His costume was to get fuckin' drunk. Good job, boy!
One of my favorite moments from the evening.
Another good photo. James and his hard-core-hand-of-death. He does this for all photos. Really. Unless he's on stage with a bass in hand and simply can't.
Later I looked like this:
and the next morning, this happened:
Good lord that took for ever.
I found a job i want. I have to wait for pot to get out of my system before I apply, but it sounds wonderful and I think I have a really good chance of getting one of the jobs they're offering. They're a local group dedicated to treating and preventing child abuse through a number of different programs. Looks like something a lot more rewarding than selling horrible people stupid overpriced cards. Don't say I said, though. Bad-mouthing the company is against company policy.
I've been spending lots of time with my boy, when he's not shooting locusts or terrorists in Las Vegas. I'm also writing a picture book and I bought two pretty plants that I'm doing a very good job of taking care of so far!
We have a tree now! It needs a few more ornaments and some lights, but it's very very cute.
And I made twice baked-potatoes last night.
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bridgetwnpeddler:
ooooh lucky you to have him home!
dr_lizardo:
I think a person't face can often tell you a lot about who they were, but it depends on the particular image and particular person. Certainly it tells you more a bout the person that a name and a date can tell you. It also depends a lot on how deeply the viewer wishes to see things.