referenced from the boot sitting near my desktop,under a lamp,and I bought these (vinyl) bitching new lady's combat boots (lightweight) they were so groovey lookin. (They are size 11,roomy, so I can put rubber stuffing-dr.Scholl's padding inside).The young sales' lady said,"they are so fashionable right now."(They have been,replicas of them,in fashion magazines for a long time, worn with long socks,or hose.Finally, a lightweight, cheaper, version of them filtered down to us poor fashion nuts!!And they are practical and comfy. Low heels, just what the doctor ordered.

My practice drawing objects, was way off, I'm so out of practice, I'm terrible; thats what it takes to draw stuff correctly, PRACTICE, PRACTICE, PRACTICE. Otherwise, you forget how to see things,and get em down right. This was fun,and I'm going to wear them with a long denim skirt, buttoned down the front,in the fall and winter. Heavy socks; wish I could find heavy hose,they have vanished, unless you buy really expensive designer ones, practically. I love the punk-fashion attitude. I'm a boomer,and nobody can tell me, I cannot still wear what I want. You young people have no patents on it, ha ha. :) )

goofy dude

Looks nothing like the reference I was using, nothing. But there is probably someone somewhere that looks like this.

The Loons

"It's amazing that you've lived for all of these years, Delter. What has it been? Twenty, twenty-two years? It's incredible what the mind can accomplish.
You're the people we live to hate. Your animus; that stubborn, strong force of will is the only thing that's keeping you alive. But what drives your will, Delter? Trying to find the person that took your soul away from you?"

"You took it from me."

"Me? You have it all wrong you sad, sad, waste of flesh. You killed yourself, you destroyed your own soul by giving up. The one and only time I would have gave a thousand lives to see happen, is when you died on the inside. That's when people like you become mine. But, alas. Lo and behold the God you pray to had to intervene. He kept that head of yours from losing all of that blood. He hid your wounds from the people that still believed you were alive. Moreover, he hid you from the people that already knew that you were dead.
I hate looking at you. The sight and aura that is you makes me sick. If all human beings could drive themselves up and away from their problems like you do, I'd never have any souls to eat and call mine. I'd be dead like you, Delter. It is will like yours that creates God in the first place. It's what drives these stupid bastards to keep breathing. What else can he do for you, when I've already destroyed what he's created?"

"I'll show you what I want."

"And if you fail, would you please tell them that I am God, hm?"