brandonransom: Sink of light.
brandonransom: Stuff always gets in my way.
brandonransom: I've come down with a case of the stairs.
brandonransom: No, it's not a shadow.
brandonransom: Without cows...
brandonransom: Jam Muffins.
brandonransom: When all else fails, desaturate.
brandonransom: Feigned joy! Woo hoo!
brandonransom: Indecison cat...
brandonransom: Flies high, turns right, looks right.
brandonransom: Mmmm Triscuits
brandonransom: Minolta
brandonransom: The Solda-pullt.