Since I haven’t quite found the words to write about war yet, I’m posting this image instead. I was working on a simple portrait, and it started turning into something else. I don’t know quite what, but I like it. Hopefully you will too. Ryan (or, how I pondered the complexities of being a patriot)

Every day, crime happens. It can strike us at any time, suspecting or not, though usually when we are most vulnerable. No matter how hard we try, we can never be on our guard all the time. Sometimes, it is when we try to ignore it, pretending that it won’t happen to us, that it strikes. There is a common belief that we’re safer if we don’t provoke the criminal….

“Kadie’s is my kind of joint. Country, and I don’t mean that touchy-feely “you put me on a natural high” garbage they’re passing off as country these days. No, at Kadie’s it’s the old stuff…. Songs to drink to and to cry to.” -Frank Miller, Sin City Not that that’s entirely true, there actually are some good, sad country songs out there today, but the spirit of what he says is true. I…

Once you’ve started down the road to being a weakling, it’s hard to turn around. I used to love working out, in fact I’d go to the gym every day. Not any more. It’s a good month if I work out once. I have motivation now though… in the form of my sister completely humiliating me. It’s not like I’ve ever had a weight problem. In fact, to me, weight problem…

I’ve never been one for big, American cars, but I gotta say, I love my Crown Vic. Not that I don’t still like small cars, because I do, but the Vic is just so… indulgent. I drive over 600 miles per week in one for work, see, and where at first I thought I was going to hate it, now I look forward to it. I much prefer it to the…

I’ve added a whole buch of new images to various galleries. Okay, most of them aren’t “new”, they’re just pictures that I’ve been sitting on for a while, and never put up. Eventually I’m going to run out of old photos to use, and then I’ll be in trouble because it’ll look like I’m not doing anything at all. Digital Art: Alice Heather & Eric Photography: Childhood Lost Forest Nightwalker Portrait…

Move over magic 8-ball, now there’s somethin’ meatier! And by meaty, I don’t mean in a literal sense. I guess it’s sort of representative of meat, since he’s a man, but then that just sounds like man-meat, and boy oh boy does that give the wrong idea. Of course, he does talk about his meat from time to time, but… uh, I guess I should get back to the point. You…