Lost Summer

Wednesday, October 05, 2005


This is my cousin playing guitar in my backyard. I taught him everything he knows. He is not completely naked. I think he was wearing shorts. This is usually how I spend my summers. Jamming out guitar in the sun, good times.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

bryce, my dear, i am waiting for you in hell. your pact with me is sealed. but, you will not completely find me in your grimoire, as you live a false life. you seem way too happy in your life to really deal with me in the after. get yourself some real hate, rape, torture, murder, death, then we can talk about maybe a closer level to me. you will never taste my sweet love until you stop this happiness. flowers on a blog? what the fuck? your falseness, your poserdom, you need to rethink your life boy, or you will be too far away from me for me to enjoy you. you are slipping away like a little worm, come back to me, for i am watching you.

The Lazy Iguana said...

I will trade you your summers for....uhhhh...some heat and humidity in the winter???

Seriously now - while I understand your desire to keep the sunshine there as long as possible enough is enough. It is hot as hell down here, and frankly I have had enough. Winter needs to arrive tomorrrow, so that the hurricanes will stop forming and the temp will drop below 90.

Zanitram said...

Dude quit posting comments on your own blog so people will think that you are kool.

Momofdeviluno said...

I contemplate, what is the porpoise of life?

Carrie said...

nice. looks very peaceful....is that the niagara escarpment in the back? i have a migraine, so i cud be way off.

thedeviluno said...

Niagra is about 5 thousand kms east. I have been there and seen it. The hill you are looking at is Cranbrook Hill just west of the rocky mountains.