Googly Eye Pictures

“Can I come inside now?  PLEASE!?!!?”

Lori H. from Manchester, MO has brought us this unexpected visitor to her yard!  Many thanks, Lori!  It’s a handsome fungus.

“BLLAAAARRGRRRRGRGRGGGGRGGRGGGHHHHHH!”

Just a reminder, Father’s Day is coming next week!

After visiting the Floater Tribe my camera crew and I traveled to Northern Asia and came upon a tribe rumored to exist but never captured on film: the secretive Tribe of Masked Monks.

These reclusive monks spend most of their time meditating and seeking clarity of mind and freedom from passion and desire.

They wear masks to not only protect their faces from the harsh desert sun, but also to suppress any sign of expression or emotion.

Whenever visitors pass through their meditation camps they are viewed as tests of their patience and focus, not as sources of new friends or interaction.

We were soon asked to leave when too many of the monks became disturbed by seeing unmasked faces and felt their repressed emotions and desires coming to surface.  We thanked them for their hospitality and let them get back to their peaceful, simple lives.

“Okay, finally done raking the leaves!  Nothing like some good ol’ fashioned hard work on a beautiful day like this!”

“BRAHHHK!!!   BRRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHK!!!!!”

“WOAH!!!  You stupid eagle!  You just ruined my perfect leaf pile!  Now I have to start all over again!  Come back here you-NO NO! DON’T COME BACK!!!”

“BRAAAAAAAAAAHHHK!!!! BRAHK!  BRAHK!”

“Dangit…. the jerk just stole my rake.  That was my dad’s rake.   I hate the friggin’ eagles…”

While I was retrieving my hat I came upon this ravishing beauty.  Look at that hourglass figure!

Oh, who am I kidding?  It’s all about those big beautiful eyes!