Post by Deleted on Aug 3, 2010 17:30:01 GMT -5
I am oldcoon and I live in a tree. Where else would you expect me to live? I prowl the river bottoms and know every sweet corn and watermellon patch around. There isn't a truck or kitchen garden that has escaped my hungry claws. Life is good.
I metal detect. I have a dirty metal detector and grubby paws from digging in the dirt. I find stuff. Bright shiny stuff. I revel in that. Stuff is good. I tell the kids, when I die you have to go through all this stuff, then I chuckle evily. I put a few surprises along the way.
I have a lot of hobbies and interests. A few of them are even socially acceptable. The others my family prefers I don't mention.
I photograph grave stones and have over 50,000 of them posted on a website. Everyone buried beneath a grave stone I have photographed is dead, I kid you not.
Some of you may know me from other sites, others not. They are in for a big surprise. ;D
I metal detect. I have a dirty metal detector and grubby paws from digging in the dirt. I find stuff. Bright shiny stuff. I revel in that. Stuff is good. I tell the kids, when I die you have to go through all this stuff, then I chuckle evily. I put a few surprises along the way.
I have a lot of hobbies and interests. A few of them are even socially acceptable. The others my family prefers I don't mention.
I photograph grave stones and have over 50,000 of them posted on a website. Everyone buried beneath a grave stone I have photographed is dead, I kid you not.
Some of you may know me from other sites, others not. They are in for a big surprise. ;D
looking forward to seeing some of the shiny stuff you find ;D
