May 8, 2013

Stabbin’ Cabin: World’s Swept

In the nameless midwest a puppy encounters a force he doesn’t understand.

Music: “Evil Ball” by Sinoia Caves

comments

  1. Sheila Ryan on May 8th, 2013 at 1:26 pm

    Ummmnh, I’ve been away for a while.

  2. rick neece on May 9th, 2013 at 1:45 am

    I’ve been here all along. I sensed something making.

  3. Sheila Ryan on May 9th, 2013 at 12:43 pm

    Look for more in that vein in the not-so-distant future.

  4. Sheila Ryan on May 9th, 2013 at 2:05 pm

    One set of shed antlers (shed by a young buck), a length of cheesecloth, a ball of twine, a wire whisk — and a plastic mac, and you too could be a conjure-woman (or conjure-man).

    This was a bit of wicked foolery put together in and around the decaying eye-sore trailer next to my friend Charlie’s garden/truck patch. (It is finally being demolished and carted away in bits and pieces.)

    On viewing my first appearance in the video, Charlie’s brother, who first deemed the trailer a stabbin’ cabin, responded, “What the HELL is that?”

    Which pretty much sums it up.

  5. SC on May 10th, 2013 at 8:31 pm

    What the HELL is that?

    I think I missed the nacho cheese lava scene. No, I missed the nacho cheese lava scene.

    Is the dog okay, now?

  6. Sheila Ryan on May 12th, 2013 at 6:53 pm

    Dog’s okay, but dog and I have an early call tomorrow for another production.

    I have fallen into the clutches of a rural family gone mad for the movies.

  7. Sheila Ryan on May 12th, 2013 at 7:01 pm

    Young friend to family: “Sheila’s going to lie on the floor of the Stabbin’ Cabin and let Jasper lick her legs!”

    Charlie’s father: “You could put a bone under her leg, and it might look like he was gnawing on her.”