Tuesday, July 3, 2012

And after that. The end.

This is another of Mom's favorites.

And this is mine. Can't tell why....Rain/mist, castle, and mountain.

Canopy. This was the way to the Chateau de Versailles.

I think that it's funny how 90% or more of the pictures of Jeremiah are of him in this ecstatic excited happy mood with this same almost silly grin on his mug. It made me laugh.

Breath. Taking.

Funny little mini-playground with a bunny animal on a coil RIGHT outside of Notre Dame.

Whoa.

Cray Cray. It goes into the sky.

This is another of Mom's favorites.

I...can sense his mode of death. MURDER. BY BEHEADING! Brilliant, Holmes.

For some reason, this face reminds me of, "FLINT LOCKWOOOOOOD! THIS CONTACT REPRESENT YOU! AND MY EYE REPRESENT MY EYE!" That character.

LOUD STREET

A smaller version.

John the Baptist's head on a platter. I think of Anton Ego wanting Linguini's heart in Ratatouille  when I see this.

On the vein of weird smells, you should check out this amulate! GRODY TO THE MAX

WHAT IS THIS? WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? Nearly scared the pants off of me.

We do like seeing stone men being killed by stone lions. At least from the back, since the lion went after the clothes first.

If I were that ugly, I'd wonder about the meaning of life too.

His view for the last 800 years.

SO MUCH ENERGY. He's gonna scale the entire way to the tower, and skip the stairs.


My my. These grapes are to die for. And these two gargoyles were made into a postcard.

This is the last of mom's favorites. He is an orc. REALLY TRULY I KID YOU NOT.





And that is all.

This is next.

Getting crazy.


This is the shot mom said was good. LUCK.

Some sort of pretty thing. And a cloud.

TEACEPTION. It's Scottish tea made by an English company in French. And it has Grace's head. And shoulder. Like Dandruff Shampoo.

Chandeliers in the hall of mirrors. Almost as good as the Winter Formal's ball room.


WOOOO! WE FOUND THE DIRTY OLE KING LOUIS OUT! HE HAD HER UP ON HIS BEDROOM WALL!

SAME DEAL! He sure luuuurrrvvveeess the ladies.

OH MY DARLING URNS. Who cares about the stone bust in the middle of the king?

EVEN BETTER URNS! MY LOVES!

Charlemagne. I promise I wasn't trying to see up his robes.

My shirt decided it was time to make my bellybutton famous. Who am I to argue?

Yes, this comes in parts too.

These, believe it or not, are more pictures. The pictures take by ME on MY camera. I'm also sending 3 of these in for the HSLDA photo contest, because Mom said a few were really good. Which proves that even people like me get dumb luck with photography sometimes.

Cheers, and enjoy.

Freakishly crowded room. With lights on top. Nothing to see here.

Back in the B.C.s there was nuclear activity.

AN URN! I LIKE 'EM CHUNKY.

Thought that we'd be best buds.

My friend, there dost seem to be some strange scent hereabouts and therein thy general face and nasal regions.

Etherworldy swan, and matching guy.

Horrible picture, but I liked it anyway. Jeremiah's back of head makes it.

Colosseum.

PRINGOOOALS. With Paprika. Surrounded by the drab usuality.

The Roof of the Pantheon in Rome. Little dark, but THERE'S A HOLE IN THE ROOF!

However long I lie here in the sun, naked, NO PART OF ME GETS ANY DARKER? WHAT MUST I DO?

The beauty of this was so much. Note the espresso. Yes, they always come that full. You only need a little bit.

Some old river and buildings.
Oh, and it looks like only one of the "good" pictures made it on here.