Saturday, August 31, 2013

Dad's Cooked


It’s a demanding role, playing the patriarch.  Some nail it on the first take. Others combust under the stage lights.

Like this one.  Burned.  Broiled.  Boiled.  Baked.  Roasting in responsibility.  Fired as father.  The “man” of the house, blazing his way into ash.

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*The Face Zone is also a live show with music.

Saturday, August 24, 2013

Tumor King


There is something particularly repulsive about the aspiring, bootlicking yes-man. Obedient to an almost sexual fault, he longs to be his superior (himself a toad), but will forever remain a gross little gourd in papa's shadow...

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*The Face Zone is also a live show with music.

Saturday, August 17, 2013

Darin Montague


The most ulterior motives come sheathed in gold.

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*The Face Zone is also a live show with music.

Saturday, August 3, 2013

Melting Cheese Pain


Personification is usually happy and lovable. Cats, chipmunks, cars, Kool-Aid, that sort.

But what if a Kleenex were alive? Or a plunger? (Yes, that kind.) Can you imagine the violence and violation of life as a bowling ball?  The dank, uneventful plight of a sentient gym locker? 

Next time you're having a rough day, just remind yourself, "Hey―at least I'm not a colostomy bag."

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*The Face Zone is also a live show with music.