In my altered book this week I used the theme that defaced a photo of myself. There is an umbrella tree that grew from a bone of a giant. I am an animal that has titty ribs, from legs and back, human feet, webbed hands and genitive facial skin. There is also a a snake that swallowed a clock and became somewhat translucent while remaining classy in his monical, bow tie, and top hat. We are stuck in limbo together and have nothing else in our world, but ourselves.