
doin laundry at the firehydrant

forms for posts for retainin' walls

Fat Max, or Mad Max, or THe Jackhammer, as I call him.

Straight up Hollywood.

Greetings from Eleuthera.
My bed
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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