i wish god were alive to see this

When I Was A Little Loved.

I thank god above that my parents never fed me pigs feet. They did, however, feed me plenty of sardines on toast.

Sunday it was supposed to rain.

So Spears and I decided to walk around Downtown. It didn't rain, it wasn't even cold. It never rains in this mother.

We went to Clifton's Cafeteria though, which is always fun and exciting and sort of the most perfect looking place in the world.

Just like Heaven. At least how I would imagine Heaven.

Neon God.

Lucky diners.

It's a shame about the food though. Stick with dessert.

Clifford Clinton, the man with with the vision.

In olden times, even the sidewalks were beautiful.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch.

Jesse shot her first gun. A .38!

She is a natural. A crack shot.

Just another Sunday afternoon.

Posted by Cali at November 12, 2007 10:31 PM