You know, I SWEAR I saw a cat, a big cat…a big wild cat hanging awound this forest. Seriously. I turned awound, and wham! there it was…and now….it’s just…wanished…wery…wery spooky.
Elmer Fudd, still hunting wabbits, but on the lookout for large enwaged tigers, panthwers, et
Was in Canton today, and said hello. Canton says: “whasssssup??” “whaaaasssshakin? ” or some such nonsense. Actually, Canton mumbles a lot. Could be dementia, could be Canton is just stoned. Who knows about these suburban woodlots? Maybe I mis-heard.
Have you read THE LIFE OF THE SKIES yet? (Joanathan Rosen). Just finished it.interview next week.
I deleted a post tonight because the jpeg was so poor, but I will put it back up once I get a better photo. It was bugging me to no end…
You know, I SWEAR I saw a cat, a big cat…a big wild cat hanging awound this forest. Seriously. I turned awound, and wham! there it was…and now….it’s just…wanished…wery…wery spooky.
Elmer Fudd, still hunting wabbits, but on the lookout for large enwaged tigers, panthwers, et
Re: panthwers: the comment stasi say:
9.8 9.9 9.7 10 10 10!!
I look forward to seeing this body of work all together in the same room. Go get em’ tiger!
Catherine:
Was in Canton today, and said hello. Canton says: “whasssssup??” “whaaaasssshakin? ” or some such nonsense. Actually, Canton mumbles a lot. Could be dementia, could be Canton is just stoned. Who knows about these suburban woodlots? Maybe I mis-heard.
Have you read THE LIFE OF THE SKIES yet? (Joanathan Rosen). Just finished it.interview next week.
Mark L.
I’m waiting patiently for the kitty to come back, though I surely wouldn’t want to see him coming out of the fog at me . . .