cernunnos.
celtic stag gods.
those dudes were not even kidding.
small pens, ya'll. and hand-cramps.
3.5"x 5"
double matted, framed and flavorful.
some scholars believe mr. 'nunnos was an easily assimilated odin figure.
antlers and spears, two of my most favoritest things.
i have got to try and do at least one a day.
two more are on the way.....because,
more is better, even when they're not very big.
speaking of which:
c'mon.
it'll be ready in july.
we hung out with dr. jones last night.
the kingdom of the crystal skull.
dooooooooooooooooooooooooooope
i have heard several younger people say they didn't like it.
further proof everyone born after 1984 is an
a$$hole.
honestly, i got to the theater prepared only to love it,
and i did.
russian psychics, creepy bugs, guns, artifacts, yale university....
aside from some muthaflippin' gophers- flippin' george lucas and his ewok incarnations!
it was seriously fresh.
lots of juxtaposed McCarthyism as a metaphor for curent political motives.
and some other spielbergian recurrences.....think 'close encounters'.
you should most likely go watch it, and then love it, or at least really like it, hard.
indy jones movies are packed up with 'just be dopeness'. the principle in practice.
try and find at least eleven examples. i stopped counting after thirty.
(in the first twenty minutes.)
word up.
i am so easy this morning.
it IS sunday after all.
it seems i will be installing some battlement gun turrets in minnesota soon.
sorry, zombie outbreak, my ninjas come prepared.
hit them in the head. wu-child, i am sayin'.
nothing lives without a head, excepting horsemen, of course...
anyway, uno out.
& get at that charcoal, fool.
grillin' is where it's at. hot fire cooking. tasty treats.
doo-doo that.
twym tan.
spit it, and hit it.
fuego a-go-go.
happy day.
1 comment:
that thing is awesome, but the barrel could come down an eighth inch, and the hammer needs work, that shit will get caught on your belt like a muuv fukka
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