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Sunday, March 26

Forgive me if I seem trite or shallow...



But I've been so emotionally fucked-up lately, I haven't written anything of substance in many a moon. But photography has been a semi-productive outlet for me (even as my cheap-ass Samsung camera is dying a slow and agonizing death), and I wanted to share something pretty. It's silly and juvenile, I'm sure, especially after the three kick-ass posts today, but since I have nothing to offer in way of literature, I thought that I'd show "spring" in the parts of Louisiana that didn't have to deal with Katrina (where all of the rich white people of the Northshore & outer Jefferson Parish fled to until they got their satellite TV back online). Since I never got to do any investigative journalism in NOLA, and I don't have the money to volunteer with Habitat, I hope that somebody enjoys this meager contribution. Not to "forget" about NOLA or Katrina, but just as a pleasant reprieve for a minute. The formatting ain't worth a shit, but it beats looking at my nasty-ass Deliverance-looking mouth again, right?

If I had any other tattoos that were half as gorgeous as the mermaid, I'd post 'em, but then I'd have to explain 'em, and that takes all damned day, anyway. Soon as the checks arrive and the PayPal all clears, I'll be posting pictures of my new face, as soon as I can remember how to smile like a not-short-bus person again... wish me luck on that one...

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