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So last night I attempted to fight off an urban possum with a can of wasp spray. It was all I had and the possum didn’t exactly run off and instead walked away sort of angry looking. Now if my poor choice of weaponry caused some angry mutation in downtown Houma you have my apologies.
Caidy took this picture and I love the blurry darkness since it matches my feeling of joy and melancholy watching them play. I felt good heavy weight of love for people I know would be there in spirit if such things were possible. Happiness and thanks for such wonderful artists. It was nice to see… Continue reading Happiness, welcome heavy ghosts, and Neutral Milk Hotel