It DOES Snow at the Beach....

The above picture, while blurry as hell, was

taken last night (2-12-2010) at Carolina Beach just to the left of the Pavilion/Boardwalk area.. ______________________ Last night, after getting my ass handed to me by various 'snow scared' customers until 7 pm, I came home thinking "It's not gonna snow." Got a call from Broman (old friend) and while talking, Robbin (my girlfriend) told me that we were getting 'flurries'....see below....and click on the images to enlarge....

It really started to come down. I got off the phone and thought that we should go to the beach, I mean really, how often do you get to see snow at the beach? So, we bundled up, grabbed the camera and took off towards Carolina Beach....the closest to our house. The time was roughly 11 pm, maybe a bit later, but we arrived intact. Below are the pictures we took.....snow at the beach...

The above were taken at the Boardwalk area........

Snow meets ocean...above...

ME.......at the edge of the world, during a snow storm......with a Penguin hat on...

I climbed a 'Life Guard Stand' to take this picture (above)......

Then we came back home. We got roughly 4 inches of snow. Below are pictures of when we got home.... about midnight....

While dumping these pictures on the PC, I discovered a few more......below.....

..another sunset in the Dubbya Eye Elle Emm...

'June Bugs'....ready to help with dinner...

'"Cranes, Trains and Blue Skies"...generally....

One fat bastard of a cat named 'Thomas"....

Thomas and "Juice"...who is a bit camera shy.... _________________ Until something else comes up..........

Possibly the best ending to a movie ever made....

I fell asleep last night while watching IFC (movie channel on satellite..) and then woke up around 12:30ish to the below scene. I wish I had known the movie was coming on and I would've found SOME way to stay awake (or DVRed it, whichever...) to catch the whole thing again.....love this movie. The ending, while super violent and graphic, is almost emotionally moving, in a fucked up kinda way. The song mates up perfectly with the characters and the situation that they are in at this point of the film....... Great movie...The Devil's Rejects.. enjoy....

I might be insane......

I know it's been FOREVER since I updated the site and this is a weird ass picture to kick things off....but, it amuses me. First things first: I quit smoking thanks to Chantix. One of the assumed/warned side effects of Chantix is vivid dreams. When the doctor told me this, I explained to him that I normally have crazy dreams anyways so, hopefully, Chantix may normalize them (such as 'speed' calms a hyper child...see Ritalin...) For a few nights, I did actually sleep better and have somewhat normal dreams (or at least what I'd consider normal). Months later, I quit taking the Chantix and am still NOT smoking (thank you, Chantix, I did not think it was possible......) but at times, my dreams remain vivid. SUCH AS LAST NIGHT. During the course of my sleep last night, I dreamt (is that a word?) that I was involved in an 'Insult contest' with Oates (of Hall and Oates fame). There were rules to this contest as well, as one had to present the other with a phony 'certificate' and follow it up with an insult to compliment the 'certificate'. I don't recall the initial joust but I remember nailing him with this one: as I handed him a folded piece of paper, I said "Here's a gift from the 'Puss'n'Wuss'...it's for a facial and a moustache trim'....." He gave me this super smug 'fuck you' smile and replied "Oh yeah..? That's because you smoke sooo much pot!" John Oates is not known for his zingers, obviously. And, for the record, I have NOT SMOKED WEED in years. So fuck you, Oates. I woke up just at this time....trying my damnedest not to laugh out loud...hell.. it was around 3 am. I can not recall the last time a dream woke me up laughing.....I've woke up freaked out and all but not laughing. And damn, like he didn't smoke pot, too....he's probably at the 'Puss'n'Wuss' right now getting his 'stache trimmed....your welcome, Oates!

More sky.....

Old comic strips....

Years ago, I used to make small press comics (from around 1995-1998..). A small press comic is a self made, self produced, self published comic. You make NO MONEY doing this shit. Anyways, I got he attention of this guy in Louisiana, who did the same but wanted to put together a group comic...importing talent from across the USA and he'd publish it and send it out to any and all interested. This is what I sent him.......it's fucking weird.....

Click on images to enlarge Yeah, it don't make a lot of sense. Basically, there's this stupid kid who plays with pots and shit and while playing with them, he gets one stuck on his head. The end. It was met with mixed reviews. Some thought I was bashing retarded people...maybe...not really bashing. There is a back story here but I don't feel like telling it now. There is more to the Scotty McPottie saga...go to may facebook stooge page and see.....

Sunsets in Wilmington (from the backyard...)

Where we live in Wilmington, we are located just behind the state port, which is directly on the river (Brunswick..Cape Fear...whichever one hosts the Battleship..). One of the nice things about this area is that there is a lack of 'backyard neighbors' (unless you consider trains and a port neighbors..) and you get a great view of the sunsets during the year. Below are some pictures I've taken of three different sunsets over the past month or so... You can click on the images to enlarge them....