In case you didn’t know it, there is a deer head on my bedroom wall. It’s smoking a cigarette and his name is Louie.
I didn’t put it there. My boyfriend Jay did.
I hate it. I roll over in the middle of the night and it scares the bejeesus out of me.
If the lighting is just, it looks like it’s staring at me.
But this past Christmas I decided to embrace Louie “The Deer Head”.
It was a Merry Frickin’ Christmas had by all.









