Dug up an old photo the other day that may be of interest to the new peoples in the back - yes, you that just walked in. That is, those who wonder what the hell we mean when we say “Crazy Cats”.
Here's a shot of Frank, what looks like Matt on drugs (he's not on drugs but you couldn't photoshop that face), Mayra looking like she's giving me a drag of that cigarette, and me in my cow fleece. Yes, cow fleece. Life was good. Cow fleece.
3 comments:
i took that. me. photographer to the rich and famous (and i think it's technically called 'Dairy Farm Camo...)
How i miss those days...sigh!
Holy crap. Crazy Cats.
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