I have no idea when this picture was taken, nor why this picture was taken. I have no idea who's mouth it is. It's not mine, because I have more fillings in my mouth than I do teeth. That's what happens when you live 11 years without flouride in your water.


This bunny holds a world of mystery behind it. It suddenly pops up on light poles, in windows... all over Rochester. There was even a huge banner hanging from an overpass. I have this little guy tattooed to the back of my neck, too. It has a deeper meaning to me. I know who's responsible for him.


Those aren't real maggots, I swear. Hotel food isn't that bad. I spent 9 days in quarantine in a hotel with 13 other people (each to a different room). This is what I had for dinner one evening. Chicken with rice and minced veggies. I picked up my rice with a fork and shoved it into my mouth. Some grains fell onto the chicken and I thought it kinda looked like maggots, so I sprinkled more on and took a picture. I was paid 1200 dollars to be in quarantine while injected with a virus, in case you were wondering.


I was using up the last of my film here. My feet are at the bottom of the shot, Beanie's are at the top. We thought it was a good picture to send to our 'sister' Sam for her birthday. She hates the fuck out of feet. They really creep her out. Mine especially. If you look, there's a huge gap between my big toe and the rest. Yummy!