Happy Valentine's Day from Zombie Dan!

 This is from a photo shoot a little while back by the epically awesome Blake Morrow. I am a zombie on the left.

I am Proud to Have Worked on Nightmare Alley as the Props Buyer

Proud to have worked on this one as the Prop Buyer. Props, Sets, Greens, Construction, Paint and Art dept all fall under the Production Design category. Congratulations to the woman in charge of all that, the Production Designer Tamara Deverell. 

Where Shall We Go Now

Where shall we go now

That we have drunk down all the sightings

In the cold clear night

And bathed in the glare

Of the pure moon light

Who shall we sing too

Now the wolves have all retired

Who shall we seek out

To once again conspire

To fight for truth and beauty and

Begin it all again

To dance in all our glory

And invent new ways to sin

Where shall we run to now

In order to regain

Our hopes and trust and confidence

So much hard earned disdain

And who shall we rely on

Now the weapons are all blunt

Who shall offer solace

Now they've called off the hunt

We've stitched a cloak of sorrow

And sewn our wounds up tight

As our voices crack and break

Our vision losing sight

So let's empty out the wine skins

And down the whisky fast

And pray to all the gods of night

That dawn will come at last

By: Daniel Smallegange

Today's Agenda

 Today's Agenda:

Pester and annoy cat

Pester and annoy other cat

Think wistfully about going outside

Not going outside

Having a lovely fire

Pestering and annoying cats some more, time permitting.

The City: Tales From the Post-Post Apocalypse Coming Soon

 

Sidewalks and Alleyways of Life

You look lopsided but maybe I oughta

Straighten out myself more better than I am

But bent over so when walking

Enables me to find more treasure the better too

However I fair worse at meeting gazes and adjudging truth

In eyeballs of those attempting discussion in my direction

But most tend to avoid this course of action

When myself squinting unstraightened and bent over move near

As I shuffle seeking treasure on the sidewalks

Sidewalks and alleyways of life

Shuffle limp though legs work almost fine

Disguise and breath laced with garlic and other virtuous legumes

My defence against assault verbal or otherwise

As I shuffle seeking treasures seldom found

Along the sidewalks alleyways of life

Shuffle step and though lopsided

My vision remains sound

Sound as the most pleasing of birdsong

On a quiet cold November day

Seeking treasures on the sidewalks

Sidewalks and alleyways of life

By: Daniel Smallegange

Cats: What Are You New? Comic by Dan Smallegange