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2 December 1999:

"Bite The Wax Tadpole! BITE THE WAX TADPOLE!"

Bill wants me to take him to the tire place to get his car. People of his tribe believe that the tongue is imbued with mighty powers of persuasion. Well hell, why not, I already took him to drop it off. See?

That's him, the one in the little yellow car with a big butt. The car's butt, that is, not Bill's. Note the round sticker on the left side. That's how I know it's Bill's little yellow CRX and not just some generic doo-doo-head in a yellow CRX. I'm smart that way.

In the spirit of randomness, I took a random picture of an old random black guy getting into his old random big-ass car. He was quite friendly, in a random sort of way.

    "Every time I think about
    What will be my destiny;
    The answer comes with little doubt
    It leads toward catastrophe."

    "When I stay somewhere for a week or two
    You should see the change that takes place;
    The whole damn town becomes a zoo
    Without a sign of the human race."

Just a little random stuff for ya this morning.

A special Random Picture of Trey dedication, going out across the continent to Mr. Stumble hisself, Mark "That Redheaded Copywriting Guy" Edwards.

I think I look like David in this picture. Weird.

And a random picture of the lovely Missy on the way to lunch yesterday. Why? Why not? Little girls, like butterflies, don't need excuses.

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