This means that I am one of the Halloween Poets, Saint Valentine Poets and Photographers.

Yeah, well so it's been a while since I've journeyed into these woods. I never realized before just how medicating that runny-discharge-esque background color was.  It's kinda like the walls of my elementary school; something about it just make me want sit down and shut up and lie down an die (yeah I stole that last bit from a song. you gonna rat me out?) and then I get bored of that and let my mind wander a bit into the foliage*. What a perfectly creative/dreary atmosphere, a certifiable collusion of contrasts! A crafty if convoluted center of creation! Oh wonderful words! Soar pretty pictues! Conquer awful alliteration! ...hmm... I've fallen off the bus again...

Anyways, after a few years I'm back here again, so here me roar. Roar.

*NOTE: Foliage doubles as my safe word. You have been warned.