EatSleepFuckDrinkWatchtheCornGrow
I find I have a fascination with farms -- not farming, but just the visual aesthetic of the farms themselves. Well, yes, I grew up in Illinois, spent countless summers racing down the backroads between the cornfields, approaching most intersections blind because the corn was so high. On any given night, my friends and I might be out there, parked along the side of the road drinking a few brewskis and discussing the meaning of life -- life as such, only as we knew it in our