Manitoba Woods and the Jungle of Fear

"Why did it have to be snakes?" Manitoba Woods asked himself as the blood froze in his veins. Well, where else was it going to freeze? In his bones? His camera? No. His blood was still inside his body; ergo, it must freeze, if freeze it will, within his veins. And arteries. And capillaries. And his heart. That probably wouldn't be good. 

While all this was running through his mind, the snake leapt forward and sank its venomous fangs into Manitoba Woods' left forearm. 

"Oh, shit, I wasn't paying attention!" he moaned as he slumped into unconsciousness, falling gently to the soft forest floor. 

NEXT: Manitoba Woods and the Skeleton of Foolishness
 

We Named the Dog Indiana

Here is my rendition of Doctor Henry Jones, Senior, slightly younger than he was in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. 
 

Mythic Treasures

Today I painted some very tiny representations of the Ark of the Covenant, A Cthulhu idol, the Holy Grail, and the Maltese Falcon. These efforts represent a combination of basecoating, dry brushing, and ink washing. 
 

Baffled at the Raffles

Here is a pretty terrible picture of me at the famous Raffles hotel in Singapore in late 1996 or early 1997. It's a pretty nice hotel, although I could not afford to stay there at the time. Actually, I wonder if I could afford to stay now...probably not. I wish I'd been wearing a pith helmet and a bomber jacket. Parvesh was kind enough to take the photo.

This was over 20 years ago now! Good heavens. 

Manitoba Woods and the Banana Republic

This morning I woke up laughing because of a dream.

I was Indiana Jones' new sidekick. Harrison Ford was a young man in his twenties, while I was a teenager. We were struggling to cling to an out-of-control stagecoach while being chased by Max Von Sydow and a trio of thugs. We couldn't outpace them because they were riding in an open trailer hitched to the stagecoach.

There was an open crate of bananas on top of the stagecoach. My job was to peel them, then hand the fruit to Jones, who flung each peeled banana at the villains. One banana slapped Max Von Sydow right in the face, and when he opened his mouth to scream, Indiana flung another banana that went right down his throat, making him cough and gag.

That's when I woke up, laughing and laughing and awakening Sylvia.