Featured in All Things Orange February 16, 2012
Several things happened the last few days. Whitney Houston won’t be singing the blues anymore. In fact, she won’t be living the blues anymore. On the political absurdity, Mr Obama is imposing his condoms on me, and what a drag that would be. But the bummer is I injured myself yesterday while trimming my trees. I think I may have dislocated my shoulder. I didn’t want to go to the hospital as I was afraid of doctors and needles. But I was in such terrible pain that my eyes were dripping salty clear liquid that I’ve never seen in a long time. Fortunately, I remember what Clint Eastwood did in one of his spaghetti western movies when he got shot by an arrow. Following what he did, I self-medicated with ample whiskey and at the proper time push back the arm where it should be. I think I’m a bit better now. But then I was not able to work on my photos. So this one will have to do for a valentine celebration. It’s an old one that I may have even shared with you some time ago.
I’m typing with one left hand so I think I’ll have to skip the silly banter. Hope you enjoy.
Canon EOS 350d, Lensbaby