Part 74: If You Lived Here, You'd Be Home By Now
I'm digging through my father's journal trying to remember what happened after we moved from the place where the woman was held hostage....
Part 72: Sticky Fingers
I stopped posting today's date in these blogs a while ago, because the news has been so depressing, and you know what's going on....
Part 49: Boo! Halloween, Boobs, and Scary Art
This painting scared the shit out of me when I was a kid. It is one of my earliest memories... this doll, separated from it's head....
Part 47: The Red Shoe
The women look up at me. A few of them look at each other, but they don’t make a move to get up to help me, their hands hovering above their
Part 44: Hollywood, Whoring, Holland, and Haze.
It was after 2:00 AM when things got quiet, and I was sound asleep. I was roused from my slumber when I heard the sound of gunfire.
Part 41: Inspiration in All The Wrong Places
Dad was pacing the room, saying what a great concept the scam was in the film.