It would have to be the old, wooden A-frame outhouse we had to access through a forest path. It freaked me out whenever I had to go to the bathroom at night-through the garden, deep under the shadowy pine trees, past the creepy neighbor's rotting woodpile where he was prone to stand, cussing children(especially nasty, dirt-loving, hippie kids like us), ax in hand..
A way to alleviate boredom and pretend we're doing something constructive. I (or whoever) give a weekly theme (or monthly, or yearly, or however productive we feel like being). Participants then make something on that theme and post it. Could be a photograph, a haiku, a cake in the shape of David Bowie (if the theme that week is favorite 80's movie villian that you wanna hump), a video'd tap dance performance, a dear diary entry, a diorama, etc. etc.
Direcciones
You can play by either becoming a contributor (ask me and I'll add you), OR you can just respond to the posted theme in the comments (but I'm not sure you can post images this way, if you figure out how let me know). If you're a contributor and making a post, put the Theme Number and Name in the Title box so we know which one you are responding to.
It would have to be the old, wooden A-frame outhouse we had to access through a forest path. It freaked me out whenever I had to go to the bathroom at night-through the garden, deep under the shadowy pine trees, past the creepy neighbor's rotting woodpile where he was prone to stand, cussing children(especially nasty, dirt-loving, hippie kids like us), ax in hand..
ReplyDeleteScared the poop out of me-literally.
that's a horror movie in the making!
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