SO, having found at the abandoned mine the perfect spot to unbox and share the many treasures of Stormy Texas, I made a 40 minute video, sooo many treasures dug out from the corners of my jeep.

And, having filmed the video - "in the can", as they say, I promptly deleted it because my Google Account was full, and forgot that sync was on so it got deleted from my phone as well.

!@$%^(@*#$&!

Anyways. Here a brief recap of the countless treasures:

The doll that he and Marilyn made, a cloth doll that when you tipped it the skirt falls and reveals another doll underneath. No, they weren't twins, and the candlewax bazooms were something else. Really. I left it at the mine site to disturb some other explorer. Various containers, some food, 2 dozen books, on "drawing the ballet" to some vintage mystery book about a Dame from the 40's who needed a private eye. That was supposed to be for you, Nola. I read the back out loud. Marilyn's ring, which proved to be a gold signet ring (**gold** - looks just like gold) with an anchor and chain motif. Kinda what the old Italian guy might wear. And abundant art.

On free pile canvases, because you wouldn't want to use the nice new canvas that I bought for you.

Painting on the inside of a hardcover book. 

Now, looking at this art I got to thinking, this landfill/mine, what a perfect spot for a Stormy Texas Art show, mark it with balloons on the highway, guide traffic up the roads to this "installation", 

Back of canvas, often far more interesting than the front...

The front of the canvas.

The canvases. A "self portrait" a-la Van Gogh on a plastic-wood serving tray, with explanatory note, that's where all my oil paint went...

Don't know if I have i right side up. Don't think that it matters. Some times I think he's trolling me...

Anyways, there was this, and easily a hundred plus scrolls, 3 hours of unwrapping and re-rolling, some masterpieces (really!), Roman Galleons of Caesar invading England (he liked that book), one of Merlin raising the standing stones (Stonehenge), and 90-odd others on the usual themes.

Unpacked, sorted, repacked, we have to get this guy a museum...

Meanwhile, back from another expedition and I'm out for dinner with Stormy. Well, maybe not out, but over at his place. True to form he "made" me a burger...

A burger, wrapped in 7 plastic bags and a used serviette. And - look closer ... is that a bite out of it?

I think it is. "No, no, ..." Stormy argues, "they just started to cut it in half, I can never eat a whole one..."

Anyways, I nibbled at the un-nibbled end so as not to appear ungrateful, the rest of the food was as appetizing, I just kept pretending to eat and throwing it back into the bag...

When I was younger I worried that in my grand adventures of life what would I do if I were with the Eskimos and I was expected to eat a Seals eyeball, or eat Monkey Brains and roasted bugs with Indiana Jones. Knowing Stormy has made me realize I'd probably be just fine.

For a sampling of the great artists company view the video. Although, I have to say, he wasn't in great form.

A while since the last one, since the boy took charge and disposed of the gifts and made off with the scrolls.

That's fine, he deserves a wider audience.

So, finally, a jeep full of treasures and time to unbox them. Unrequited treasures. 

Note: I thought YouTube would let me splice the videos together. It didn't. So 3 separate videos.

Finally, the logical and predictable end to all material pursuits...

Meanwhile, a whole pile of gifts for the Kids & Nola, all bound for the dump...