I met the old boy Wagner, or W, through
a mutual friend
Godfrey Daniels. Godfrey and I were going to explore
and take photos at the Mystery Castle
and I guess W wanted to tag along (he is quite a camera
ham). From the moment we first
met we've been comrades... we've never even spoke but we
understand eachother perfectly. That day I got to know W
and his incessant need of attention and limelight. I can
not tell you how many photos he's busted into. Since that
day we've had many adventures - and every time his
narcissistic ego places him squarely in front of a camera.
W's best friend (caretaker)Godfrey has let him travel all over
this little planet of ours leeching publicity off of everyone
else's events (The Olympics, tourist traps, Dan Quayle's
book-signing, et cetera.) I am hoping to document some of the
adventures that I have had with him here.....
It's a long (and real) story and
this is just the beginning.......
follow the busts laying on their sides to explore some piccies