San Antonio: Spanish for SATAN

These pics pretty much say it all: My life really sucks in comparison to people who live where I don't. Apparently, the key to getting all sorts of concrete built in a particular state is that I move from there. Actually, the Claw was pretty damned rad when it was made out of wood. Now, it's fucking ridiculous. Or, in true Texas fashion, I should say it's fucking "ri-DQ-lous." Good thing I'm working so hard on all these East Tennessee concrete projects (see below). Note: Click on images and they grow.

Damn!