Rainbow over Gov's Harb. Man, you can't go ten feet without tripping over one of these things. THey're all over down here.
Before Crabby Jack makeover:
and... AFTER!
Nasty ol' snail
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Lil' yaller tomaters courtesy of Larry and Dan
Embracing life, and whatever experiences it offers. Building the Daydream Hog Compound. The plans are congealing. The confluence of our energies is coalescing. The corned beef of our consciousness is careening. Any friend and family that does not have their key (I realize there are many of you, sorry), please shoot Old Macaroni Baby (Jack's DJ name) an email at livingstonebuilding@yahoo.com. Grazie.
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