Monday, March 31, 2008

Luciferous Bristlecone

This pine, native to sulfureous and geyserly regions, produces cones of a diabolic nature. Its bract scales are commonly referred to as 'hell hulls.'

Saturday, March 29, 2008

In a Romulan Trance

You know the one where Captain Kirk thinks he's a centaur.

Friday, March 28, 2008

Thursday, March 27, 2008


Compartmentalization underway.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Monday, March 24, 2008

Cocky Death

A peculiarly American kind.

Sunday, March 23, 2008


of a benevolent spirit companion

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Karl Malden

Happy 95th Birthday, Karl.

Friday, March 21, 2008


Oceans rising? It's the son of Poseidon.
Man, that dude can play a conch.

Thursday, March 20, 2008


Little Soldier Boots poses for a bust.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

My Disturbed Neighbor

I don't know what his problem is,
but his shoveling's keeping me up at night.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Monday, March 17, 2008

Porphyry Friar

laced with lazurite

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Friday, March 14, 2008

Talmadge Smoot

Flowermonger in life,
zombie cretin afterwards.

Thursday, March 13, 2008


As I was going up the stair
I saw a man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
I wish, I wish, he’d stay away.

- William Hughes Mearns

Wednesday, March 12, 2008


Beings of thin-atmosphered galactic bodies are,
like their planets, exposed to meteoric impact.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008


urban orphan urchin

Monday, March 10, 2008

Lenin Embalmed

Mausoleum rules state no cameras.
Phooey on mausoleum rules.

Sunday, March 09, 2008


My guardian something.

Saturday, March 08, 2008

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Monday, March 03, 2008

Melicertes 2

Melicertes, now Palaemon, remixed in typhoon mode.

Sunday, March 02, 2008


I had an imp in a jam jar once. He was comfortable most days. Every so often he demanded to be let out so he could play tricks on those who he said had it coming.

He got into it up Jersey way. He'd been out all night leading Boy Scouts into the pine barrens when an APB went out for his arrest. They cornered him in Chatsworth and then squirreled him away someplace else. But I know his power of persuasion, so I'm holding onto the jam jar.

Saturday, March 01, 2008


I keep looking at this one and drawing a blank.
I like him or her, though.