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Monday, September 25, 2006

Where I went



And what I saw, heard crowing. (Both better larger.)

7 comments:

Ed Maskevich said...

Snake Farm had me rattled at first then when I saw the rooster it dawned on me that it was hiss-terical.

Lauren said...

How ironic...I was just listening to Ray Wylie Hubbard when I ventured to your page and saw none other than...Snake Farm! Love it!

Lee said...

love those old timey tourist spots...and roosters too...the car shots below are wonderful, funny not seeing rust somewhere though ;)

Qatar Cat said...

I hope the rooster isn't snake food.

Lori Witzel said...

Hey everybody!

Ed: You've scaled new lows with those puns! (And I'm glad!)

Lauren: I was humming that song all the drive back to Austin...Ha! Word Verification: wileyui -- too funny!

Lee: As long as I'd lived here I never had been to Snake Farm...and now that I've gone, once is enough! :-)

QC: Nope -- the roosters (and chickens) seemed to be long-lived tough old birds. But a passel of 8-10 year old boys were delighted and horrified when the pythons were fed...I won't tell you more, just be assured it wasn't chicken.

Stewart Sternberg said...

I know you're going to hate this, but this picture makes me think of Voodoo.

The Magick Man, he pick up the cock and drink the water from the bottle. He sprays the water to the floor and dances, feeling the loa come over him. The drumming becomes louder, the rhythm more infectious...

He hold the cock over the barley that has been set on the floor in a curlicue design....and then...

I won't go any further. Let me just say, like so many of your pictures, this one gives me something to think about. Unfortuantely, my thoughts are usually twisted.

tiffinix said...

Awesome. How fun it would be to just travel around to these weird places. One after the other. That rooster is way too cool.