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So is this what it looks like when doves cry? No, not really. Dave England is far from a dove, because—trust me—there is no peace when Darf is up and careening about. But all things aside, would it be wrong for me to take some small amount of absurd solace to know that if by a ridiculously random million in a billion chance you were suddenly struck by lightning or, better yet, to spontaneously combust, this would be the last image you would take on up with you to that happy hunting ground in the sky? Provided you played your good and evil cards in life right, that is, and the good St. Peter didn’t demote you to an eternity of doing never ending laps in an Olympic-size pool of boiling shit and piss (in which case your tuchas might look a bit like this, too). Regardless, no matter how well you play your cards, sometimes the deck is just stacked against you. Hopefully you’ve made the best of it. God knows we have.

(photo by Sean Cliver; Piru Lake, CA; 2006)

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