I've quit being a painter and am now a rugged woodsman.

Muirs and I went up into the woods for a bit of manly woodsman experience. In between me banning any mention of the Blair witch project, muirs trying to bring back the word rad, and more brokeback mountain jokes that you can shake a stick at, we made an awesome fire, painted some rocks and rocked out on the guitar. Cooked raw meat on the fire. Slept for hours in warmth and comfort. Whole
Night was brilliant.

Also note, that somewhere there are a bunch of original pieces in the forest that I have created. If you can find then they are yours to own.










































































































- Posted from the roving mike of destiny and the roving muirs of pornography.