The Vindicated Wereowl Parade

It's an old story. A bearded man finds love, a career, owls and fifteen hundred books in a part of the country he'd previously never anticipated even visiting. He learns to stop apologizing for his very pointed interest in the darkest aspects of life and comes to terms with his spirituality, which could be classified as "probably voodoo." He shares his home with a homonculus, an ocelot and a semi-feral catling and regularly interacts with federally protected birds.You know, that tired hat.

Saturday, June 04, 2005

My new damn Indiana plates. Indiana's plates make no pretense about the corn-encrusted nature of the state: note the farmhouse, the silo, and the cornfield. 53 is the county code for Monroe County, where The Republic of Bloomington lies. The "F" stands for...well, you know. And 4197 is my IQ. ;)

2 comments:

Anonymous said...: now that you are a permanent fixture in the Corn your blog's title should change to "Dom's Life as a Child of the Corn"!.... what ya think?; 7:22 PM
Anonymous said...: you should have gotten custom plates that said "GANGSTA"; 10:14 AM