m_driscoll
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Rick,Matt, I love that Lava Lounge shot.
Thanks. I think I saw your zombies go in there last Saturday! Great portraits. B & W's lovely. Cheers.
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Rick,Matt, I love that Lava Lounge shot.
These three kindly lend us "their" bed at night ...There were times I actually thought about strangling him with my bare hands ...
Please don't misunderstand this as an offense but I must say that this sounds rather insane to me. Hey - it was just an cat. Probably you were the one who hated him from day one and he just reacted. Because that's what animals do. React. Other then humans they don't hate anybody for no reason. They just want to live their lives.Matt, the shot of the cats just cracked me up because it reminded me of a cat we owned a few years ago. He looked just like the cat standing up in your shot. I hated that cat....
Many years ago, my wife came home with a new kitty. I dubbed him Darth Vadar. He hated me. Whenever the wife was gone, he became the feline from hell.
One day, when my wife went shopping, I threw his silly *** out the door. I stood there and laughed at him through the window.
Later that day, after my wife returned and let him back in, I went to get in my new, two-day old truck. The little freak had taken a dump right on the hood of my new truck. He knew exactly what he was doing.
From that day on, it was WW III between he and I. If ever there was a cat with nine lives, it was him. I know. I tried killing him on many occasions, but to no avail. He would always show back up, laugh at me as he walked in the house and then he would promptly plant his fat butt in my wife's lap. She drooled and cooed over that cat like a baby. All the while, he sat there looking at me defiantly, mocking me.
There were times I actually thought about strangling him with my bare hands, but I was worried it might freak the children out.
The day he died of natural causes, I threw a party in my head. Only I, was invited to dance the dance of the victorious. While others around me wept, I sat there with a maniacal grin on my face, much like Anthony Perkins at the end of the movie "Psycho". My wife knew what I was thinking and she never forgave me for the way I treated Mr. Snuggles.
R.I.P in you little bastard.
I was being sarcastic.Please don't misunderstand this as an offense but I must say that this sounds rather insane to me. Hey - it was just an cat. Probably you were the one who hated him from day one and he just reacted. Because that's what animals do. React. Other then humans they don't hate anybody for no reason. They just want to live their lives.
Only 45 mins from my house, and I knew nothing about it. Starting to pack a picnicOntario was described by Reichman of Luminous Landscape as being "unphotogenic" in Winter so most of us shoot in the summer months. Outside the cities, Ontario Canada is mostly coniferous forests. This is an example of unusual terrain not seen much.
The Badlands in Cheltenham. G1 with kit lens.