Unexpectedly, I witnessed the extraction of the venom from the B. Alvarius, the Psychedelic Toad of the Sonoran Desert. The frogs were huge. It was done by squeezing their glands and collecting the fluid. They were then set free. Still I had mixed emotions.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
I've seen beneath your disguise, no longer do I look upon you with the same view.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
in a fest of madness
Thursday, June 16, 2011
I remember you blasted it so loud on top of the mountain. I busted out of the bathroom stall and ran hard, straight into your arms. It was a happiest day. ...Now I can't hear our song. I once loved it so much I drove people nuts.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
I'd rather be materially poor and happy with the one I've yet to find than superficially rich and miserable with either of you.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Today I moved to the outskirts of Phoenix...about 25 minutes away. The home is much deeper into the Sonoran desert and sits in front of South mountain with a spoil-me view of the valley. I wake up to a saguaro forest and the mountain in my face... with coyotes and various wildlife wandering about.
