The Time Machine.


September 8, 2015 by sandwichcontrol

Doing the Time Warp.


There’s a mural project happening in my town. It’s making this place catch up to every other city in the world.

I have been, and will continue to be, shooting photos of the murals in progress. The City Wire (Remember when I used to write terrible restaurant reviews for them?) reached out and asked me to put together some photos and a little written bit about the mural project.

I’ll do my best not to fuck this up.

That is why I won’t be showing any of the photos that I’ve been taking thus far. No spoilers. Sorry. Not sorry.

I will show you this instead:

I’m so excited.

And I just can’t hide it.

Today is a work day.

And a doctor day. The first of two this week.

My doctor’s appointment today is concerning an experiment that I’m applying to participate in concerning common warts of the hands and feet. Since I’ve got a few warts on my hands, that I usually remove using cinnamon oil, I figured I’d give it a try. If I’m eligible they’ll give me money and experiment on me. If not, I’ll burn them off again with cinnamon oil. No harm. No foul.

Or fowl, for that matter.

The only shitty part is that I can’t eat or drink anything this morning before I go. In case they need to take blood work. Ugh.

Oh! Look at the time. Gotta run.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC


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