Red Mosquito

VinylGuy wrote:Fuck yeah

BurtReynolds wrote:(Digitally) inking some comics. Why did I put so many characters in this?

Monkey_Driven wrote:

VinylGuy wrote:Fuck yeah

my brain does not compute

Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

doug rr wrote:so today is our 24th anniversary..we had a great dinner last night and a great late morning breakfast and some drinks at the 5 point..opened some 91 baseball cards with the bartender..good time

my father in law called and the mother in law is back in the hospital with her second stroke since April..they requested that family might want to come as early as possible..we cant drive up today because we celebrated our 24 years..

also, we made the appointment to put our dog down tomorrow morning at 11am so we'll drive up to Vancouver after that..

BurtReynolds wrote:I was walking out to the parking lot and this woman flagged me down from about 30 yards away to ask me if I knew any good chiropractors. Is this some kind of code for something? i don't understand humans.