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I was working on my tombstone carving how-to page yesterday: http://mov.dx.cx/halloween/carving/. Its almost ready. I just kinda dislike the pictures in between the text. I might have to do more multi column stuff to make it look better. Let me know if you have any comments. -Yaron.... Read More
So why is it that hospitals make you wait for so long? They know how long it takes for someone to be prepped for surgery. They know how long surgery is going to take. Still they are off by hours when it comes to stuff like this. My wife had to be in at 9:30-10 and surgery at 11:30... 2pm is when she finally rolled into the OR. She's still in, I'm at home quickly eating some lunch before they call me that she is ready and out. I hate waiting and being alone. Yes,... Read More
Last week I went to a Ontario Haunters Association BBQ put on by Boneyard Bargains. It was really nice to hang out with people whose eyes don't glaze over when you talk about a Halloween project. I met some great people with some awesome haunters including: Screamfest in Acton, Ontario Stittsville Haunt in Stittsville, Ontario It was pretty cool to see what some extremely talented people do with the spare time!... Read More
I'm dreading tomorrow already: bring the Buick to the shop, bring the kiddo to a friend for babysitting. To top it off I've got to drop the wife off at the hospital at 10am so they can remove the kidney stone that won't pass on its own. Hopefully she'll have no big problems or pain afterwards so I can still make it to the Fremont festivities on saturday and not feel guilty. The SO now even wants to come since she won't be able to work for sure. Which is nice, but not sure how... Read More
All alone and the world so cold. I pray for death to overtake me. Feeling my soul drifting away, like the water going down the drain. The cold embrace of sweet death. Like a intoxicating drug made for all your fear to drowned. My eyes close and I breathe my last eternal breath. Leaving this world and my lite being put out. For what is the lite of life but the taste of sweet death. No pain, no sorrow, no heart ache, the nothing overtaking my body. Sweet merciful death.... Read More
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