I have a metric shit-ton of things to post.
Hold on to your knickers.
I'm the book that beat the speed-reader, and I'm the card the dealers won't touch. And it's just not true I'm a man-eater; all the same, we should probably go dutch.
The things you pick up as you go.
New resident at the Pots. Very quiet.
I like creepy things. I like bones and graveyards. Morticia and Catwoman are my role models. I like goosebumps and eerie things. I’ve never been afraid of the dark, and I walk toward noises in the night.
In short, I like creepy things.
This is probably one of my favorite photos I’ve ever taken. I was about to cross a bridge in Venice when this little boy— he couldn’t have been more than 3 years old— ran across it, pulling his Cocker Spaniel after him. I managed to get one shot of them as they beat a hasty retreat, and I had to run after them for it.
I think it was definitely worth it.
Welcome to Venice.