Long Road Ahead

I present you a cliche image of a long road ahead

Decks

Sometimes a deck can make a great backdrop.

Mirrored

Half the image was copied and then pasted like a "mirror"

In the original image the spider image was missing a leg, my reasoning for the mirror effect.

More Pictures Please

Heavily photoshopped.
I don't care what you say.....I like em'.

RIP: Mr. Grasshopper

Remember last week when I mentioned about that grasshopper squatting in my flower pot. Mother Fucker went and DIED. It's a good thing for my flowers.... however my youngest daughter seemed pretty bent out of shape when we found his rigor mortis carcass clinging to some leaves. It kinda went like this:

Me: Oh hey, the grasshopper's still here

*poke*

Me: He's not moving

*poke*

Me: Oh GAWD his leg fell off!!!!... oh wait he's dead.

*plop*

Me: Into the garbage you go Mr. Grasshopper

Daughter: ........ :(......... Grasshopper's dead :(

I'd like to say that it was the frost that killed him, most family members look into my criminal past (that would be my Brown Thumb!) and think I had something to do with his death. I didn't do it.

Honest.

Brown Thumb

It seems a grasshopper has set up camp in my flower pot in the front porch. This would explain my brown thumb when it comes to gardening.

I can't really blame him eating my flowers they look really tasty:

Hopefully when he pinches a loaf, it wont be as colourful.

Delicious Word

The annual trip to the CNE happened. We tirelessly searched for the unholy item that quickly circulated the radio and buzzed about the CNE. We roamed the grounds countless times under the scorching sun, our tired feet and aching bodies howled in pain as we were determined to locate this little shack that held the ungodly abomination.

Some people thought the inventor was a cutting-edge pioneer, others thought we'd burn in hell and were disgusted by man's gluttony and sins. Everyone made valid points. In the end, I decided I must have this food item and determine on my own, if I burn in the bowels of hell or experience nirvana. It was Chocolate Covered Bacon. That's right my bitches - Melted chocolate that enrobes the smoky and salty fibers of the "other white meat" It's everything you'd expect and then some. I did not drop dead from a heart attack, like most hypothesized. In fact I have lived to spread the good word, or perhaps delicious word is more appropriate.....