Monday, October 4, 2010

Close Encounters

Of the shake roof kind.


Sleep-posting Scum said...

Furst to say I wish I had seen that place while house hunting.

It has a mother-in-law stump on the roof! Wouldn't that be a stump roof?


Why the hell am I up posting?

D said...

It could make a great volcano;a little bit of lava, some noxious fumes billowing up to the sky, a few natives screaming in panic -- it would be a wonderful thing.

Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas ... with the music at top volume and at least a pint of ether.

-Hunter S. Thompson

Dedicated to the other side of Las Vegas, namely; the sprawling, mad, incoherent underpinnings of the world's favorite destination.

That, and the occasional ranting about nothing in particular.