My attempt at a daily photograph showing something about me, my fellow inmates, and our natural habitat. May or may not include photos of people; I am still pondering opening that door.
Thursday, May 3, 2012
It Was a Hot Time in the Driveway Last Night
The kid made himself a flamethrower. It's not the most useful item there is, but it will do if we encounter a ground wasp nest. Or a hunk of beef that needs cooking, though I'm not sure how practical that would be. I could make a sexist comment about males and fire, but I greatly enjoyed playing with matches as a child. Still do, though I haven't yet asked the kid if I can borrow his new toy.