Avoid Cancerous Sugar

Seriously. You're better off drinking normal, "fattening" soda instead of that malign diet stuff. Look out for those little pink nutra-sweet cancer baggies too.

I mean, it doesn't matter if you get a little weight, right? I mean, science technology is keeping up.

I dreamt I was invincible. What does that mean? Also in that dream, I saw someone's hed get run over. Sorta looked like a basketball, bending the fender. I often dream I can see with my eyes closed. I want people all to line up, and get in the picture, but they just keep milling about in confusion. Oh well, everyone is laughing. Who is that sitting on the couch? having a foot-war with who? in which basement? I have defined bully psychology and tamed a lion. Stake-out. Douse the lights, hush. I've even hit it off with you, sweet stranger. Violence and anger is infectous.

Mailbox in Colorado Springs, CO. Taken the night after the Disturbed concert oh so long ago.

I'm listening to Hans Zimmer and James Newton Howard's Eptesicus off the Batman Begins soundtrack. There's a melody not unlike the theme in this song who's origin I have yet to find.

Back to F&M: the Final Stretch

I think I can safely say that this is the beginning of the end (good song, Spineshank)... of the semester that is. Going to be really busy from here on out- at least I should be, otherwise I'm doing something horribly wrong.

Anyway, coming back from the rustic mountain setting, we stopped by a small roadside, family, farm stand.

It was unmanned of course, with a little box to pay for whatever you took by yourself. All honor. I guess they can expect it out here. (Caption under the rabbits: "Bunnies: $3.00 ea. Place money in fruitstand box."

Got a decent graveyard shot on the way back too. Graveyards are nice places. Also reminds me of the video game I was just playing on someone else's PS2: Midnight Club, or something like that. Can take your car/motorcycle into a cemetary and knock down tombstones left and right. Makes quite a mess of things. Tombstones are expensive. I'm saving up for mine.

Abysmal Sunday

If the Friday after Thanksgiving is black...

Just the night before was the first snow! It was so minimal that it was all melted by morning, but at least it happened.

Had a good time this weekend with some extended family. Shared thanksgiving dinner, and a couple nights at a cabin in the woods.

The cabin in all its boarded-up, perspective-skewed glory.

Complete with a separate luxury out-house.

I built this here fire.
If you know me, then you know I'm a pyromaniac. I think it runs in the family. At Thanksgiving dinner, my uncle showed me how to make a mini flame-thrower out of a clementine (YES! CLEMENTINE, MMM!) peel.

I also left some permanent scorch marks/craters in the carpet and on the couch. Can't be helped when tossing another log into the inferno. Playful little embers.

The feeling of being around a bunch of people who are essentially strangers, yet somehow related, some by blood, others by marriage, is a unique one. Things are supposed to be different around family right? Meeting family, making friends with family members for the first time... Not to mention that now I'm at the age where I'm no longer always considered one of the 'kids' underfoot. Get to/(have to?) mix with everybody.

Some of the return trip and other randomness tomorrow.