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| My step-daughter’s Pomeranian, Mango, intently sniffing grass. |

This is actually primitive photo-shopping. It is two picture prints, one of a coastline, and one of a Kult poster hanging on a wall. The post was cut from its picture with scissors and glued onto the coastline picture!
Thanks for stopping by and remember: Friendly fire - isn’t.
You may recall that I went through a storm that took out my power not to long ago. Part of the time the power was out I decided to go tour the neighborhood to see what else had happened of note.
This was the only major damage I found, but it was a beauty:

A significant lower branch of some substance was ripped from its former home and deposited neatly on top of a stop sign. As you can imagine, the stop sign didn’t put up too much of a fight:

Thanks for stopping by and remember: I’m a nobody. Nobody is perfect. Therefore … (don’t make me spell it out).
A yellow post-it note with green writing, apparently discarded onto the ground by my car in the parking lot, politely asked me not to touch it. Of course, you know what I did do:

I am such a rebel.
Thanks for stopping by and remember: Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow. It empties today of its strength.

Yeah, whatever.

A picture of one of the tulips in my mother-in-law’s garden. I always enjoy looking around her garden whenever I visit. There is always something new and neat to look at.
Her garden also has the most enjoyable ability to make me feel relaxed.


Behold: A Small Aperture Leading To Hell. Where exactly in Hell, I’m not quite sure as I’d rather pee my britches then go in and find out. Besides, it sort of looks like one of those once in a life time - “I’m sorry, that ticket is NOT good for the return trip” - kinda things.
This particular aperture is located in a fairly industrial outer suburb of Dallas, Texas. I’ve heard rumors that it guarded by a heathen bull god with monstrous horns. Small animals avoid it instinctively. Larger ones that wouldn’t know an aperture from a roof drain don’t.

Can you see the Snap Dragon? Because it can certainly see you!
Be careful about smelling the roses.