discolé monade

i see what you did there.

just a couple pics.

i like watching nature do it's thing. couple years ago, i watched a wake of vultures pull a deer off the road.

it's what's for breakfast. hobbit much?

one of us....

yes, ask me a question...and then speak over me, and louder, because that's my favorite.

i just checked, and knock on wood, i'm good. i noticed i went down a couple points.

happy day of birth!

i'll be honest, this one is pretty fun to do. like dead pool was. or ryuk. *and by fun, i mean, sure, it looks awesome...but ya'll some kind of pain in the ass with your requests*

yesssssss the hair transplant is a bitch.

i can not, in good conscience, make a voo~doo doll of someone i like. i get it... but, no can doo.

workin' on it boss.

why are there like 3 sawdy icons? you people are weird *in b4 SOMEONE

happened last week to me. not mc cully culkin. robin williams. dream was so damn real. not scary, not really anything. but, weird.

or that chair, that one time?

gawd damnit. beat me to it.

...yip. any minute.....

....any minute now.

so...no board apocalypse? alrighty then. going to get the bunnies sexed *yeah...yeah...figure THAT one out, pervs*

that moment when you're watching 'paradise pd' and the boy child comes wandering in. not's your kids cartoon.

blinded him....with science.

random

true story. but there are rare occasions when a t~shirt or plastic bag can be mcguiver'd into something.

small road side in car. a varying array of what should go into a kit, but not in an actual kit. small kit on fridge, that should get stocked up. knows cpr/first aid. puncture will require pressure to the wound. yeah...i think i could handle it.