Pretty self explanatory, this is what it's all about, people. All day, everyday.
This is a mysterious little thing that adorns Ian, Dale, and I's bathroom. What does the "B" stand for? Bathroom? Baseketball? Bolof? It seems as if it's up to the viewer. Like a modern day Van Gogh, it is truly a thinking man's painting
A little knick-knack I put together using this ancient-tropical Disney rag that Rachelle got for me as a tasty little present. It is currently hanging between "SHANDREW'S" room and my own.
This is a trippy/bloody painting Dale did over a canvas he found at Goodwill Outlet. It is hanging outside of his room. Check out the brutal spillage on to the frame! Gut-wrenching!
By the way, I don't know if you have met her, but this is our little kitty, Oatmeal. Usually she is a very sweet, precious, creature. Never ruffling feathers or getting in anyone's hair, to use two cliques. Not as of late, though. The past couple of days she has been very "aggro" and out of control. We are all hoping this is just growing pains, and would appreciate if you would keep her in your thoughts (and prayers, if applicable).
Love,
Casey
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