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Yesterday i spied a great shot for the slide film in my Holga. I had wandered into the time before Christ aka across the tracks into a ship yard.

There, in full sunlight, was a rusted out Cadillac with a smashed front window. Behind it was the gnawed carcass of a boat with a longhorn skull mounted up front. The road i was on was nothing more than the connected rims of potholes that led into a ship yard where a man was loading giant steel beams onto his forklift. Hopping out, i made my way over the field. The grass would have been up to my knees had it not been for the ice and rain from the previous week. Me in the middle of the field ready to snap away when out trotts a junk yard dog. Pit Bull.

fuck.

Now i grew up around pit bulls and i know that they are not all bloodthirsty hell beasts, except for when you are on their territory. This mutherfucker started growling; head lowered, neck bristling.

Gooooooooood Dog....!!!

Killer stopped at the edge of the field. I fired up my car noticed a tarp swing back from what i thought was an abandoned van. I don't think he wanted guests. So, rather than risk a tire iron through my windshield and snap junk yard dog from my car, i just hit the gas.

So instead i will show you a much less exciting picture of weathered metal siding.


Old Salo, where's our greetings man? Stop surfing the methane seas and give us a jingle.

Turns out Titan is extremely flammable, well if it had more oxygen. Just think, if it caught a comets tail then we would have one hell of a roman candle up there.