The Incredulity Tour Tour (parts one & dos) Diary, entry #3: Signage of the Times

To say this was one of those misty-eyed moments one so rarely enjoys in life would be completely understating the point. If not for that niggling sobriety thing, I'd have cracked open a bottle of Wild Turkey and chugged heartily in tribute to one of the great influences of my artistic worldview.

It was only after much closer examination, and a couple of strong hints from MsAPhillips that I realized I was actually riding a barrel carefully decorated to resemble a real turkey. My bad!
(Photos by MsAPhillips)
2 Comments:
I got chased by a turkey once. It's part of the reason why I don't like Christianity. I'll tell ya the whole story the next time you're in town. =)
There are a few books on the subject, some very
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