See, there's a story in and of itself. Another layer on the question of how much you can trust anything you're/we're told.
Because we have no way of knowing whether any of these captions are real, then, do we? Whether they could be written on the back of the original, or added by the sender? And even if written on the back of the original, no way of knowing who wrote it.
Yes. That's true. It always makes me feel a little inhibited at first. I have to push to write something when we do these entries. I usually go personal to my own life or family, I think I feel like it's a silent payback to whoever's face inspired me.
Huh. I was pretty sure that any captions are only what was written on the photos themselves. From the website: "When you click "Send your Photos" your email program will open, please, enter your name and any text written on the back of the photo."
Right, so anyone could enter anything, I think. To be fair, the other photos entered by "Julie B" of Austin haven't (that I've noticed) had any odd comments, so maybe that caption really was written on the back of that photo.
I tend to notice that submitter, because I know a Julie B, from Austin (although I doubt it's the same one, it could be).
Man. This is like The Great Wait Way.
I think i may explode, soon.
Breathe, Allyson. And BTW, we're in LA this coming weekend, and we have a plan afoot to kidnap ita for dinner on Sunday, if she isn't booked. Care to come along and vent, and eat?
Time for a new drabble topic!
Challenge #95 (photos from the Look at Me website) is now closed.
Challenge #96 is this: describe how the outside reflects the inside....or does it? It could be how a person's clothes reveal their personality, how a gift sometimes *doesn't* live up to its beautiful wrapping, etc.
Please let me know if that doesn't make sense.
A rock and roll drabble (outside/inside).
Frankie
Bitch, you were really something.
Skinny as a rail, dancing onstage, the first nose-ring I ever saw. You had the best ass I've ever seen on a human being, and man, you knew how to shake it.
You were also married, to a man I really liked. You had stars in your eyes, stars at your feet, and Bobby around your wedding ring finger.
So hot, so sexy, the rocker's wife. But there were too many nights we had to lie to Bobby when he came into the Old Mill at midnight, knowing all the time who you'd left with.
I was just made an offer on Vampire People.
I need to go pee my pants, now.
Yay! That's so great, Allyson.
Yaaaaaaaaaay! ::Kermit the Frog dance::
Allyson, yay! Awesome news! But more details, please, once you can share them!
Huge whoos and hoos!
YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!
Allyson, that's fantastic!
