A barbed-wire fence, in the middle of New Mexico ... while the bus was stuck in the mud.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:21 PM
Yeah that's a bus in the mud.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:20 PM
Bus driver and friends.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:19 PM
Nastyy.
Holdin' those horses.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:18 PM
Flower pots in the backyard, Easter weekend. My mother said I was crazy, but I said, "I'll kill you." Then I took some pictures.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:16 PM
Oooshabooboo.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:15 PM
It's Easter ... Let's meet the grandparents for a hamburger or two.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:14 PM
My grandma bein' all sassy.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:13 PM
Singing an old Irish love song.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:12 PM
Jared and Diana came down, and Diana begged to go to Bush's Chicken. So we went.
Eat that food.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:11 PM
That's the way.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:10 PM
The Mark Philpot machine ... at Ridglea and Vine.
Ridglea and Vine.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:09 PM
Stephen be puttin' butter on his bagel.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:08 PM
Marshall, doin' his thang. You know.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:07 PM
Drop it like it's hottt.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:06 PM
Sing it, baby.
Rotunda.
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:05 PM
Just chillin' ...
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:04 PM
Yep...
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:03 PM
Rockin' ...
posted by briandouglasphillips at 2:02 PM
I play with words and melodies, usually after dark. And I am religiously devoted to Walt Whitman and Emmylou Harris. That about sums it up.
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