I almost cried the first time I killed a man. But just when I thought I’d break down my friend reached over, put his warm hand on my blood soaked shoulder and said “dude… he totally deserved it.” After a few moments I slowly nodded, then looked up into his deep black eyes and said “thanks Satan. That helped.” Ooo… did you just get chills? I did.
Technical Stuff: I set my wee Kodak C533 on “landscape” and multiple exposure, then braced it against a young pine tree, gave it time to focus and gently pressed the go-button until the camera took its three photos.
The last time I got all painted up for Halloween was back in grade school. I just put thick blue, red and white grease-paint on my face in mostly random swirls… I think I put on my grandfather’s big, red canvas coat. I’m not sure what I called my costume then but now I’d call it “a trip gone bad”.