Brothers, and Sisters,
Wild night of walking the dark streets of night to get a fresh six, and grab mail from my box.
Night, this night, has been filled with a bunch of naked feet.
Mentioned to Sam, all this wild "hang man action" -- she called me out from the pay phone in the big house -- I think they're going to keep her in there like a few weeks or something -- she wants to come by and have her photo taken when she gets out, says she has it all figured out -- the leg position that is -- she has a lot of time to think in the slammer it would seem -- her legs are much nicer then Jack bird Big Bubble Carver down the block -- Oh, there's a story there as well, but not right now, I'm about to head out for some cocktails.
While waiting, and smoking (my scanner a bit nicotine sainted, but a very good one), I jack bird did the deal that Rosanne did throw out.
http://www.duranthapke.com/tarot/SS.HANGED.CLOSE.jpg
Card scanned at 750 pixels per inch -- that's a huge 28 megabyte file -- this image sized down for posting of course, but if you'd like to have me post a larger file, Jack bird throw that action at me -- make a request and I'll get that thing going.
I'm feeling there are no toes per sec...
Not sure if it ain't like a bad night on the hard gravel...
Like walking out to the mail box in the dead, and stepping on a big nail...
And, even if toes showed up in bright banana or some candy apple color, if she was able to Jack her anatomy around bad enough to put the mans -- hanging that is -- foot on backwards -- that meaning he would have two left feet, or right feet -- then logic would say that she might be just cracked enough to simply put the toe nails on the wrong side of the foot, yes?
I'm wondering when I'll get back in tonight... It's an interesting deal...
Durant "I walk with the Buddha" Hapke