Well not really as no one ever goes in those things anymore unless buying coffee or scoring crack, but you get the idea. Working on a period piece I’d like to call my childhood, focusing mainly on the funhouse I like to call Catholic school.. Still working on a title for this expose of guilt and genuflecting. A few that come to mind are :
Purgatory comes early on the Prairie
Jesus loves me more in a shirt and tie
Can I trade these 12 years for a simple fork in the eye ?
Damn that Recess was fast… back to Phonics….
As you can see, still a work in progress, but the blueprint is there before me.. Small town, big Church, angry nuns, drunk priests, bewildered kids who would give up a kidney if only it were Saturday.
This is going to be a lot of fun and should be taken in that light, and if you don’t, well then Lord have mercy on you… I leave with an image on my first day in 1st grade…