That would be Nov. 1rst . . . and mine’s done.
Henry the concierge at ‘The Forester,’ five star restaurant, never got used to Jerry the midget waiter. Couldn’t fault him for service or skill, though; had to keep him.
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The nooses were only cooking twine–I intended more but the pic kind of grew too quickly. The hair became frills for the bird and parts of the trivet and arugula bed under the seafood. The alien / head item became most of both trivets, the bird’s neck, most of the seafood claws. The secret here? I started this pic while hungry.