Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Feeling Lucky, Punk?

When I'm not chasing Bigfoot, lake-monsters, werewolves or UFOs and aliens of the bug-eyed or Space-Brother variety, how do I relax? Well, usually with my wife Dana, friends, a few beers, a good supply of violent horror films, and loud intense music.

But, when I'm not doing that, as an honorary Texan, there's only one other thing to do: I BLAST SOME SHIT!

Now, before anyone gets all up in arms and decides to send me hate-mail, I don't shoot animals (furry, winged, scaled or of any other variety), but target-shooting is cool! This photo was taken while visiting friends Naomi and Richie West about 2 months ago.