Spectral Orb

This Man Can’t Get The Shelves Installed in His Ikea Bookshelves

What does Sussex County, Spectral Orb and Ikea have in common? That’s right, nothing.

Today I did upholster “ol’ Chrome Domes” high back chair and also finished the two bookshelves.

His Chromium Dome
Reflects the moonlight
Like a Spectral Orb
In the middle of the night

A ghastly site
His hairless head
Scares many a child
You'd think he was Dead

He's not a clown
But something far worse
His old beat up car
Is a dusty old Hearse

He offers the children
A one way ride
To the cemetery
Where they can't hide

Its only a nightmare
Puppets aren't real
Except politicians
Who grift, lie and steal

Stay tuned for this weekends fourth installment of the 666 Halloween series.

Haunted Harvest Moon

Happy Autumn!

Well, today is the first day of my favorite season. Last year was a total disaster and write off. Autumn was all but ruined by both the smoke from the fires, Covid, and the biggest asshole I’ve ever experienced – Dirtbag Trump. That year of politics running up to and even past the election was a total dumpster fire.

This year we were spared all of last years woe, and its been replaced by great weather, nice fall colors (already) and fun with my art and photography. My new job is better than the last .

Besides having big Halloween fun, I’ll be sure to celebrate Thanksgiving big time. I guess there is one thing about bad times, things can only get better, and man, what a difference a year makes.

Go look at that big Harvest Moon. Its beautiful.

The (spineless) Protagonist

Our Protagonist Needs a Chair (and a spine)

Today was great for a Monday. I was lamenting the end of the weekend late yesterday (my weekends are as close to perfect as you can get). But work was great today. Crazy how I still like work after 40 years in I.T. Guess I chose the right career!

Set Design for This Weekends Photo Shoot

OK, ol’ “Floppy Disk” needs a spine so he can sit in this chair (well, start of what will become a chair).

He will be the star of the next installment of the 666 Series. Stay in tune, er tubed, er tuned…..

Unhappy Acres

Happy Acres Looked Like Fort Knox. Unhappy Acres Looks Like Fort Apache of the Bronx

I realized that while the cemetery model looked cool from a certain perspective, it didn’t work for the photographic intentions that I have.

Today’s song was a blast. Fender Thin Telecaster, Gretsch Lap Steel, Piano and Bass. I thoroughly enjoyed playing every part.

Lichen

Large Tree Next To Haunted House With Lichen

I’m done painting and decorating the haunted house. It turned out better than I had expected.

Not Exactly St. Peter at the Pearly Gates

The cemetery and gates / fence is almost done. I need to make it look weathered. The “mitre” was a funny happy accident.

I’ll be doing a Halloween photo shoot sooner than expected, so maybe I’ll do several.

Happy Acres

Welcome to Happy Acres

I got the haunted house painted black yesterday and also built the “Happy Acres” cemetery fence and gate built. I’ll use these for my next several photo shoots. I plan on having one for Autumn / Harvest Season, one for Halloween, and one for Thanksgiving. Then its Christmas and beyond.

Today’s song is meant to be a soundtrack to the cemetery, again, loosely in the Psychobilly vein – but maybe more like a gothic alt-Americana or Dead Country maybe. I had fun with three different Arturia V Collection 8 synth vst patches – using Piano, Solina and Buchla. I tried to create a “haunted music box” piano sound at the end of the song.

If you get tired of evil grifting politicians and greedy businessmen – just remember – there is a special place reserved for each and everyone of them at Happy Acres.

Welcome home
We've been waiting for you
You won't be alone
There's plenty to do

You can't live forever
You were mistaken
We're sure you'll love it
Right hand of satan

Its eerily quiet
Not even a peep
Your friends are buried here
Some are real creeps

We have politicians
And other such fools
Murderers, thieves, swindlers
Just like you

Evil pumpkins will guard
You'll never escape
You'll never go back
Make no mistake

Your place is reserved
In the pits of hell
Too late to repent
You na'er-do-well




Acorn Finial

Very Large Acorn Finial

I’m getting ready to build the fence for the Imaginary Puppet Theatre – shown in yesterday’s post. I have these cool wooden acorns that could look great on top of the fence posts.

Small Wooden Acorn Finials Painted With Acrylic Pens

Skeleton Gate

Design for a Haunted House Gate and Fence

I don’t want to jinx it, but we have had one of the best weather months in August in years. We have had fog cooling us down just about every night, and keeping the smoke away. Its been hazy, but so much better than last August.

We have been losing a minute a day of daylight, and now, past halfway mark, its much more noticeable. Yesterday I had my first green apple harvest, and I picked the biggest ones before the squirrels and birds get them. I’m a sucker for Autumn – even though last year the start of it was awful – with all the smoke. Knock on wood that we do better this year.

Delaware Water Gap

I grew up near The Delaware Water Gap, in Newton, NJ, but have been in the SF Bay Area most of my life. The colors are a lot more subtle in my area here in the East Bay – but they are all around.

Subtle Copper and Rust Colors in Lafayette

I’m going to build a miniature gate and fence to go with the gothic Victorian House that I built. I might also paint the house so it looks weathered – like a Hunted House – if I can find a video on the technique.

Pick Your Poison!

In Life – You Get to Pick Your Own Poison

Today’s photo shoot is about choices we make in life – good or bad. We have a lot more control over what we do than we think – but sometimes its a windy path and a lot of hard work and patience – both seem to have withered with the advent of the Internet and its “always on” and “swipe left or right” instant gratification. At its worst – it encourages a dangerous “Groupthink” that can be downright deadly.

Witness the rise in Covid in Florida and other states (now leading the world) – and this shouldn’t even be happening – we have been blessed with having the vaccine since Spring. Other countries still don’t have it. I’ve been amazed at how people will give up their basic human instincts to stay alive based on something they read, saw or heard on the Internet. But also – how selfish some people are. If they contract a preventable disease that they could have prevented – fuck ’em, the planet needs fewer people. But they have relatives that probably wish they would have made better choices, and more importantly – these selfish bastards are preventing others from being able to go to the hospital – and causing undo stress on first line health care workers.

The Internet was NOT supposed to usher in American Idiocracy – but it has. Its most ironic that the Internet was conceived by people who thought it would make people smarter – not dumber.

Morbid, dark, American Gothic Humor is what keeps me sane regarding this situation . . . Watch the Mike Judge movie “Idiocracy” and also Google “The Church of The Subgenius”. You’ll thank me…

Balcony Bob With His “Friends”
The Nosebleed Seats
Kate and The Killers on KILL Radio
Kate is Scary Good
Make No Bones About it – Kate Can Really Knock ’em Out
Kate and Her Band
Fresh on Shore Leave, Captain Karl and His “Booty”
Jeb! – The Singing Candelabra. Was Once Owned by Liberace. True Story!
Slim is Enjoying Tonight’s Show

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Radium is NOT Good For You

My friend sent a picture and story of a poor bastard near Pittsburgh who basically believed the Snake Oil (Q)uacks and drank Radium Water (lots of it). Step right up!

Snake Oil – Q Approved

I take some morbid solace that [Q]uackery has been with us forever it seems. Salespeople tricking the gullible. Maybe the morons who still follow politicians and conspiracy theorists (who are selling today’s bullshit “cures”) – even as people are dying, isn’t a new phenomenon after all. Stupidity must be a genetic disposition – that’s Eugenics for ya!

You stupid asswads
Please Buck Up!
Dry your tears
Don’t be a chump

Someday soon
He’ll be reinstated,
Ingratiated!
Just have patience …

Soon he’ll s(h)it
On the right side
Of God, Blessed be,
For Q Anon

Chords

Hallowed be his holy name
In Don we Trust
Bigger than God
(Or Jesus)
Your Dollars = His Lust

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