i like how the label says "IRON LUNG" in quotes, first labelling it properly as a respirator, then acknowledging the ubiquity of the vernacular term

namlit, you would maybe feel like it has deep meaning at the time, but whether such meaning is authentic and indeed true, is, well... debatable. that said, im all for embarking on such mental adventures, but in a place like that you may very well just end up having a bad trip.

debi... maybe b/c they see the 'USP' and they've maybe seen 'Normal Saline for Irrigation USP' and thought they were the same b/c of the USP, and they wanted to sound knowledgeable. still dumb tho. (USP stands for something like United States Pharm-something or other i think, not sure could DEF be wrong but i know its supposed to convey the meaning "standard" or "standardized"

"morning, dr. zimmerman. how's the knee?"

im with jonathan, it looks like silent hill, when things stop being all foggy and creepy and become dark and horrific. i think its called 'dark silent hill' it happens and ur like, awww, sunova... b/c the bad guys are tuffer and ur low on ammo as it is

dreamlike

DOWN IN FRONT!!!

yes nutsy the guy at center stage is singing, all the while yanking out intestines with rapid, jerking, hand-over-hand movements, spindles of colon arcing upwards in the air like sausage yarn, and he's pelting random onlookers with giblets in time with the beat of the music. then he rips off his surgical mask and his headdress (a ram's skull) and buries his head in the chest cavity, slurping voraciously.
...im sry was that too much? it was too much wasnt it?

response to canada's post on 1/14:
I know why! Because it's a MORGUE!!!

this all reminds me of the film session 9, which is genuinely creepy, unlike most "scary" movies. david caruso is in it. i highly recommend it.

must've been a bitch getting bodies on and off those basket -y stretchers. i worked in a cancer hospital and moved my share of bodies, and they are not easy to move. the weight isnt distributed evenly, and you have to be careful b/c they bruise easily. dead cancer patients tend to be on the thin side, but it still feels heavy as hell. the morgue was the only place in the hospital without a label or signs leading to it. inside there was an entire shelf of brains in jars of formalin. one time, a maintenance guy made a joke about avoiding the hospital's cafeteria food as we wheeled a body to the waiting fridge.

makes perfect sense, seeing as it is what psychology is all about.

This building unfortunately caught fire the other night. The entire 2nd floor is gone and only 1 and a half of those pillars are left - the entire roof caved in. Quite a shame, it was really a site to see this while driving up the first hill.

That's a great shot. Reminds me of those paintings with the reflections in a lake or something to that effect. Hope nobody there had to go to the bathroom really bad, lol!

Looks like the wheelchair's hitting Warp 9...

It's great you got a shot of this before anyone does start to vandalize it, like you said.

I was waiting for a photo to post my first comment on and this is the one! Beautiful. It looks so isolated, clinging to the light in a world of darkness and the space behind it is so foreboding. I wonder if you positioned the chair for this shot, or if it was found that way?