Went out for a walk this morning to assess the damage and I was shocked at the peculiar "choices" the fire made as it ripped through our neighborhood. Those photos tomorrow.
Meanwhile, my Whip Outs have taken a, not so surprising turn:
Okay, this next whip out is surreal, but in my defense, so is this time in history.
This was done four days before the Octotillo Fire. Prescient? Or just creepy?
Who The Hell Is El Pendejo?
He is somewhere between Merlin and Serling (as in Rod). He is supernatural. He is a trickster. He rides the wind, he walks thru fire, he is fond of saying, "Come on, can't you take a joke?"