Slug Fly

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Keeping busy

Deep below but not very far,
I'm building a small subway car.
The clients of this doll house job?
The true natives of New York mob.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

the Gods pt. 2

Singing, it seems, can take a man,
from microphone to film can.
Such is the case with this songster,
model and actor, he's Usher.

Thursday, November 24, 2005

the Gods pt. 1

Once as Faris he ran and ran,
to avoid his sister's plan.
Now he's in a play made flick,
good old Matthew Broderick.

Sunday, November 20, 2005

no pic pt. 2

Well, it seems blogger or Verizon has corrected my "problem." Too bad, I was starting to enjoy this little TV treasure hunt. Did you see that face in the upside-down post? I wonder who he is, do any of you recognize him? Anyway, I've come up with something interesting to supliment the pictures, as you may have noticed, I'm writing poetry for each picture I post. I thought, here is the perfect opportunity to get ideas flowing. Hope you enjoy!

Saturday, November 19, 2005

Happiness is burning incense

Wisps floating, churning.
Endless wanderers quietly die.
All that's left of their toils,
flowers more pleasing than to the eye.

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Secured

This portion of the fence is locked.
From this day on, all thoughts are blocked.
New ideas are all off limits,
Look to father for your just merits.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

A look of fear...

This county's become yellow.

Which way is up?

When the direction of up is unclear, the way you will go is freer.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

It went past so fast.

In a flash, it was long gone, fortunately I managed to get the last few glimpses on film.

Sometimes

Sometimes I'm as lonely as this empty train car,
My friends and loves are so far.
Surrounded by strangers on a full car.

Monday, November 14, 2005

Mirror horror!

What was that in the faded reflection?
A face of grief and no direction.
Just when I thought I could look away,
the dreams in my head began to play.

After note: Look at that capture! I never thought such a clear image would come through, though clearly it is television that I am picking up, either local signals or satillite. I sent this picture in my apartment, but on the TV was a commercial for an Attorney, so I have no idea where this little guy came from.

Slugfly is back!

And my god is it windy!

Pic from the past

I shot this a long time ago. It's a picture of one of my experimental flaming paints.

Gee...

Getting going, guests got gushed, gasped Greg. Gentle grasp gets Greg's good graces. Gentlemen gotten goodness, greeted gorgeous Grace. Glorious! Grand! Good glances, good gifts, gentlemen gave Grace great greetings. Grace gave gentlemen gliding gilded glass gulls. Gentlemen greatly glad. Grace grinned gladly. Guests granted Greg's grace.

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

A dirt rainbow

Its kind of disgusting, its made of garbage that street sweepers picked up! I guess there's bronze inside holding it all together. Interesting sculpture, but I still think it's gross.

Blackhole Train

Where does it end?

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

No pic...

I'm thinking now that somehow my phone is picking up TV signals, and attaching them to my pictures! That would explain the screen shot of the pope in that first mystery picture! I was kind of hoping I wouldn't be able to see something definite, but there it is, clear as day. This is an interesting turn of events! I'm curious...perhaps this would be more interesting than straight pictures! I'm pulling random screen shots out of the air from unknown televisions and posting them on a blog! Who else could do that?

Testing

This is an official test of the SlugFly system. Had this been an actual SlugFly posting the subject matter contained in the box above would be entertaining or thought provoking in nature. However, if the picture has the errors this blog has experienced recently, one of two things will happen. A. I will shut down this blog. B. I will find some other way of getting the pictures from the phone to the internet. I don't want to do either, so upon typing this I have high hopes that the picture will transfer without incident. Let us pray. "Oh great spirit of the Cellular Signal, we ask that you please deliver this test message safely to it's desired destination. In return for this blessing we offer daytime peak minutes to be used by your most holy teenage saints." Amen.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

More graffiti

I thought this snake looked pretty cool.