march the twelfth , two thousand



no new tale to tell



oh , gawd its been raining butt loads .

the work never ceases , new pictures , new parts and pieces here and there . new girls to get hung up on . paintings and paint all over the place , like so many potentially recyclable beer bottles just waiting fer my neighbors to go take em to the recycling place . or not . sometimes i just throw em away .

ya , im bad



do you really want more ?