Monday, January 7, 2013

Brown Fire Day

"The Queen of Bitches"  She gets the job done.
Sometimes not enough fire is just the right amount.
Pretty much take this stuff, put it in a blender, and fire comes out.

Friday, December 28, 2012

Thursday, December 27, 2012

Sea Cow Vagina

Dude, these Manatees had huge furry vaginas.

They were pretty cool.

The Aquarium at Coney Island is sweet. 

There are sharks and penguins and sea lions and jellyfish.

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Train Camping

You can take a train directly to the Appalachian Trail from New York City.

Lots of people got off the train, but it really wasn't crowded or anything.

We walked off the trail and found a really secluded place to camp.

It was totally awesome.

There were crazy things growing and living in the forest.  I have spent a lot of time in the woods and still saw many new things!  You should go check it out!

Sunday, December 16, 2012

West Side Ladders

Ladders are interesting structures.  They are impermanent, portable, meant to fold up and hide, and still support the full weight of a grown man or woman along with his or her tools.
Their existence suggests the presence of other tools.  They suggest an unfinished project.
Something about this right here is very appealing.  A ghostly picnic?
I watch a lot of Star Trek.  In the "Next Generation" series, there is a metal beam similar to the one laying on the ground here.  Anytime there is an explosion in which parts of a space ship or space station start collapsing, the very same metal beam comes crashing down, either narrowly missing a cast member or trapping one under burning wreckage.  It must have been a pretty pricy beam for the production team to use the same prop over and over.

Friday, December 23, 2011

Out My Back Door (Click to view animation)

Imagine you are standing on the edge of a great lake.  On the horizon there are tall pines, reduced to dark tufts of fur.  The next moment, the trees are only soft clouds with dark undersides.  You can't be sure.  It's the middle of the afternoon, it's impossible to tell how long you've been there, but everything has the warm color of dusk in the summertime.  You are extremely drunk.  Are those reflections the dark lines of a sailboat's mast, or are they low hanging branches?  There's almost no way to be sure.