Saturday, April 3, 2010

The things I talk myself into. Part 2.

I wanted a cross between this (color)...


















And this (cut)... 


















Well, I did.
And, as much as I hate putting my picture next to those two....

This is what I came out with.

I know. Nothing like the pics. But I still like it.

Even if it does make me want to, now more than ever, break out in song.  (Y'know..."The sun'll come out tomorrow. Betcher bottom dollar that tomorrow, ther'll be sun. Just thinkin' about tomorrow, wipe away the cobwebs & the sorrow till there's none.  When you're stuck with a day..." etc, etc....)

That's all.