30 Oct 2008

30 Oct 2008

30 Oct 2008

30 Oct 2008

30 Oct 2008

Dan Ault 30 Oct 2008

I was just writing this scene. You came in right on cue.

31 Oct 2008

Dan Ault 31 Oct 2008

Adolph! Come and get it. Your clam cakes are getting damp.

Dan Ault 31 Oct 2008

Three hundred full pounds of Sid Antoine's Southern fried glimps - toasted to perfection - cubed - reheated and returned to water before you're ready Mrs. P.

And the inside? Well, look at that! It's just as lovely. Two shelves where none are needed, and look at that - close the door, and the light stays on!

01 Nov 2008

01 Nov 2008

Dan Ault 01 Nov 2008

I'm going back in as soon as my seat is dry.

Dan Ault 02 Nov 2008

A good boy gone bad. You move when you're told not to move. You take off your shoes to evade the men who are trying to protect you. You sneak into a forbidden sector after curfew, and you are caught with your hands up something they don't belong.

My, my, my - Your friends at Communist Martyr's High School must be mighty proud of you.

jim rownd 02 Nov 2008

group hug

02 Nov 2008

02 Nov 2008

Dan Ault 02 Nov 2008

It takes a village to raise the dead.

03 Nov 2008

03 Nov 2008

K Jacobs 03 Nov 2008

I hope I can find my shoes when the candles are snuffed out...