The other day my sister, Aunt the Major, called from Korea. (Yes, South Korea.) She told me that my pistol-of-a-nephew, Minor B, thought my story of how my children created a slug themed Mother's day a couple of years ago because I, his beloved aunt and their beloved mother, had skated across the kitchen floor on a slug was hi-larious. He would.
Anyway, night before last, I decided that I would see if I could drum up any slug photos for my pistol-of-a-nephew, Minor B, so I went on a slug hunt. I took this extremely blurry shot of an icky slug - hey, that sucker was moving- on the front porch! Uck.
This was the best of a really bad lot of photos, so I decided to see if I could improve upon it with photo shop. I fiddled a little with the contrast.
Not much better, is it? How disappointing. At this point, I should left well enough alone, but I was tired, and when I get tired, I tend to get a little loopy. So I decided to see how the icky slug would look desaturated.

Bor-ing! I think he needs a little color.
Freaky. "Hey, Sluggo, are you feeling blue?"
This reminds me of those early animated movies - the ones where they would play with all of those psychedelic colors. Am I right?
I don't know about you, but to me, nothing says "I love my nephew" like a green and orange slug shot.
One more? You want one more? Well, what the heck, why not?
Is it just me, or is it getting bigger?
Sorry, but the slug-fest is over. That's all I can handle for now.
I hope Minor B enjoyed the show 'cause I'll be dreaming about that pink and orange slug for weeks. Ick.
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