Saturday, October 3, 2009

Harvest Continued

Earwig Soup:
It will eat your brains
It will get you laid
Dissolves STD's on contact.

Are you really going to make some wine? Does this mean you will sneak around the vineyard after hours collecting the run-off or can you put in an  order for a barrel to be relabeled in your basement? I feel your suggestion for a label design (fist and forearm) was an invitation for me to doodle something up ... However, the label should probably be done by your own inimitable hand...not that you even asked...which is cool....
Besides you could also easily find some starving hippy wood cutter in that town of yours to do the real thing. Just promise them a bottle of wine when they finish it and then hit them over the head with an empty one when they're done.
It does seem like a really fun industry. Especially the harvest. That's a  great picture of Chef Mike about to enjoy a glass of slurry in his lobster-man gear..... I do not, however' see any 'shorts' in the picture of you about to step into the vat. I will assume you have institutionalized those red short shorts of yours ( as immortalized last year) but that they have shrunk over the winter ( due to the all squashed penny tannins) and now function as an actual thong.
Why not just shovel that shit out naked (besides the fact that it would get you fired)? That's how the real Bacchus would roll.
Below are some pictures from my own Autumn activities (besides chimneys,poptarts and tattoos.) which include making 'fire and spill' paintings with the boys next store from the group home. First we build a proper fire on each one, then strain and spill disgusting moldy house paints we've scavenged from the neighbors and then I will add a little gold leaf and mud slip possibly, before trying to get them into a gallery and then better yet, into someone's living room. That's Harrison and Tevon, by the way and I have become "Mr.Chris". It has a nice ring, don't you think?










 

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