Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Cross My Path

Driving home through the woods recently in the dark, this mangled product of alien in-breeding stumbled across the road in front of me. I can't stand when creatures stumble out of the woods at the periphery of my headlight wash -- it scares the hell out of me. For weeks, you'll always think something is there, in the woods, watching, stumbling.