Saturday, September 30, 2006
Don't eat a cow. Or take a picture with one.
I'm into my last three days.
Y'know the way you have to get a picture with Mickey before leaving Disneyland? Well, I was determined to get a picture of myself and a cow before leaving Indialand.
A serious, brooding picture. Unshaven. Squinting in the sunlight. And that was just the cow.
Then these midgets show up....
...and a tall midget too. Suddenly, I'm surrounded by kidkins.
Brooding? Or broody?
Damn cute/crazylookin' kids. The cow, though, you have to agree, did remarkably well to hold its pose through all this. And I'm still looking at least a little brooding.
This is probably the last of the dry, fantastically witty, intensely sarcastic posts before I get all sentimotional about flying out at 02h20, Wednesday morning.
Bring on the mush.
www.levdavid.com
Y'know the way you have to get a picture with Mickey before leaving Disneyland? Well, I was determined to get a picture of myself and a cow before leaving Indialand.
A serious, brooding picture. Unshaven. Squinting in the sunlight. And that was just the cow.
Then these midgets show up....
...and a tall midget too. Suddenly, I'm surrounded by kidkins.
Brooding? Or broody?
Damn cute/crazylookin' kids. The cow, though, you have to agree, did remarkably well to hold its pose through all this. And I'm still looking at least a little brooding.
This is probably the last of the dry, fantastically witty, intensely sarcastic posts before I get all sentimotional about flying out at 02h20, Wednesday morning.
Bring on the mush.
www.levdavid.com
