On Incongruity

In life there are passengers, there are drivers, and there are those who fix the cracks left behind by those assholes....

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

the boonies




This is where I grew up, in the middle of the country. It's pretty close to a ghost-town now. There are 11 houses and at one time there were more dogs living in the town than people (and I came from a family of 6 people with 2 dogs, so we were doing our best to tip the human/dog scale).

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