Bigger

Cake

Oh Mammy...how I love ya!!!

This One Goes To Eleven

Happy Birthday, Baby!!

Timmy J

April 29, 1968 - March 29, 2005

We miss you!!

Amniotic

In Utero

Curious

Why is it that when faced with death,
we feel compelled to poke at it with a big stick?

Fifteen Minutes

Like to take a cement fix
Be a standing cinema
Dress my friends up just for show
See them as they really are
Put a peephole in my brain
Two New Pence to have a go
I'd like to be a gallery
Put you all inside my show

Andy Warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall
Andy Warhol, Silver Screen
Can't tell them apart at all

Andy walking, Andy tired
Andy take a little snooze
Tie him up when he's fast asleep
Send him on a pleasant cruise
When he wakes up on the sea
He sure to think of me and you
He'll think about paint and he'll think about glue
What a jolly boring thing to do

Andy Warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall
Andy Warhol, Silver Screen
Can't tell them apart at all

("Andy Warhol" -- David Bowie)

School of Wax

The Lincoln Elementary 5th Grade Wax Museum

Welcome to the Dollhouse

Paul McCartney

Amelia Earhart

Cleopatra

Albert Einstein

Iman?
(...Rosa Parks, actually...)

Harriet Tubman

The Man In Black

Some Famous White Boxer Guy

Andy Warhol

Marie Antoinette

Thomas Edison

Anne Frank

Lyman Butterfield

Muhammed Ali

Vernal

Monster

Airbus A380

Welcome!

Do Over

1. Good thing I'm not one of those people who
likes to take their Ebay pics in the nude.

2. I think I better clean my room soon.

3. Tomorrow--artificial light, or a
different room and a black bodysuit.

Shannon's

He was really only 9 1/2, but I'm not one to quibble over a fraction.

Mudhoneys

I'm A Rebel, Dottie...

...a Golden Rebel.

You Can Live At Home

You're looking for a chance to give your mind a rest
Now please correct me if I'm wrong
The story goes that I'm not terribly impressed
I guess I've known it all along

Walk, walk away, walk keep on walking

Figured it out that I was wasting all my time
And time was eating at my soul
Now I find comfort only somewhere in my mind
Free to pursue another goal

Walk, walk away, walk keep on walking
keep walking away

I can be fine, I can be free
I can beautiful without you torturing me

You can live at home now, you can live at home now

The Terms of Psychic Warfare

I see you walking down the road
And the thoughts within my mind explode
But having to hold back taught me a lot about control
And letting it all loose at once when it was time to let you know
You occupied my space and you occupied your mind
By jumping off the roof to the first conclusion you can find

Now all the silver you can steal
Can't buy a piece of what I feel
It's sad but the means they just don't justify the ends
To be forever haunted by the ghosts of all your friends
Painful, yeah that's the way you've chosen it to be
C'mon babe, can't you think of anyone besides me?

Now don't think you're the only one who is harboring a self hate
I'm just as guilty of selling what my sweet soul creates
And don't feel bad the next time my memory comes creepin'
You've got your own bed now, I suggest that's the one you sleep in

Beautiful Girls