Thursday, September 23, 2010

Sitting On The Dock Of The Bay


The U.S.S Torsk. "Designed for killing in the modern world."



The only vessel I'd ever shove off in. If it ain't a Dragon, just shut up about it.




This little guy was making my walk along the harbor really uncomfortable. So I flicked him out of my jeans, and the itching went away. He scuddled off, started grabbing on to young-uns. It was gross.



It Fell From Aloft. Great scary story.