and then.... I like to steal the bride and groom when they are finally drunk and take them into said photo booth, in which they payed for- because it is such a rad addition to any wedding - especially when the bride is more image crazy than myself- and give them all the love I can in four gremlin like attempts.

I like to go to weddings with sexy ladies and steal them from their boyfriends so I can take pictures with them in the photo booth...

is there a problem with that?

Yes, I have a blog

I didn't forget- I just need to recharge or realign my focus here... been to Cali and NY in the last couple of weeks... working on the island again... monitering some birds....

this is my Mom in Times Square... we went to see Angela Landsbury in Blithe Spirit. She was awesome. We got Rupert Everett, Christine Ebersols autographs... and almost met Angela, although my mom started to tear up with even the thought of meeting her... "I grew up with her." is all she wanted to tell Angela...

Have you ever seen an object that sent you back in time?

I found a microwave exactly like the first microwave my family ever had- and I found it in an old record press factory- it belonged to the guy's father-

I remember when we got this microwave -- it was like something from outerspace had just landed in our kitchen and our kitchen only, 

and with such helpful, yet random cooking instructions the future was ours and we took it-

one or four hot dogs at a time...it was the 70's you know

Please enjoy the helpful instructions...

Musings on the outsider artist Henry Darger

Is it so bad to want to make out with heterosexuals in gay bars while getting down to the Pussy Cat dolls... once a week for life- I mean really- isn't this reasonable...

It is my wish.... for all of you out there reading this to make out with whomever you want while getting down where you feel the base in everyone of your organs...