Some days just suck. And some days are just sacks full of suck. This was one of those days. I don't like puppets. I don't like clowns. And I really don't like these guys. And Security Service Field at Mile High on this day was filled to the brim with these freaks and oddities.
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Hey look! 3 rats and a cigarette.
That's pleasant. Bet the kids had fun. |
It's not that I'm afraid of this crap. I just don't like it. You know, the want to push you down a flight of stairs kind of don't like it.
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"Horror... Horror has a face... and you must make a friend of horror.
Horror and moral terror are your friends. If they are not,
then they are enemies to be feared. They are truly enemies!" |
Towards the end of the night they were plotting against me:
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The tall camera guy.
Let's kill and eat him like we do our babies. |
But I survived. I survived to shoot a wedding proposal later that night:
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| Congrats to Jon and Holly! |
And got these shots of Stefan Romero of the Tacoma Rainiers miss a catch in left but leave this ultimate series of shadows:
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Reach for it!
Ooh! Cool shadow! |
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| The ball shadow isn't in your shadow glove. |
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And...here's the wall...
and there goes the ball. |
From here on in, no more freaks...
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...oh, except for this way overexposed pic of Jon and Holly, left,
Sox the Fox, middle, and a jack-booted thug, right. |
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