“The Beginning”
Ah, yes, the scar. Phantom of the Opera -esque? Supervillain-esque? Harry Potter -esque? You decide -- it's not like I have to look at it constantly.
Batman-ninen.
Photo by Sampo.
Fog = Death
Remember John Carpenter's The Fog? You should! (Here's a reminder.) Anyway, they shot that piece of classic horror up in Point Reyes -- among other places -- which is really beautiful, an hour and a half or so outside of S.F. They get lots of fog (surprise!) but sometimes it clears up, like this time.
That's the lighthouse...Of Death!
Gauging your heartrate...Which Is Zero!
A shiny plaque. Shiny because they washed it...Of Blood!
A detail of the light...Or A Death Trap! Photo by Sampo.
So, the French built the crystal that they used for the, er, lamp, and to this day nobody knows how exactly they did it. I'm guessing that in France everybody knows, that they teach this merde in school or something. "But let's not tell les Américains, oui? Drive zem fou!"
On The Road
Yeah, that's the title of a tedious book by some guy who used to get drunk at the Vesuvio. I went up north with Sampo, along the coast, just to get out of the city and catch some views, and while didn't feel like writing a novel about it, did take some pics. We were looking for this national state park, the Armstrong Redwood whatever? Fucking couldn't be found! Fine.
Trees! All these fucking trees!
(So that's where the national park should have been, according to Google Maps. Pfft. Photo by Sampo.)
California. Can't take it.
So I'm going to drown myself.
People chilling at the beach, not minding the dead guy.
Nor-Cal Domination.