It was a dark and story night. Well actually it wasn't. The wind was howling and torrents of rain hammered the country side. That never happened. What did happen was the fulfillment of a childish desire to experience the agri-tainment industry at its fullest minus children and people in general (spanish pronunciation hen-ner-ral). This was taken in the middle of the night at the farm Kaje and I worked last summer. Let me just say I found out a few things about myself that night. One - no matter how tough I think I am a corn maze at midnight will always convince me that there are 40 plus rapists lurking in the next row. 2 - miniature ponies with absolutely bite off your finger if you feed them a carrot. 3 - hay mazes rock and are just cozy. 4 - a variety of painted plywood with the faces cut out can provide me with child like glee for literally hours.