How great is it when the distance between the absurd and the rational is about two feet.
Walking along Elliott Avenue yesterday I saw this sign.
Looked up. Saw the scene at right.
Looked down. Picture a sidewalk coated with a thick fresh frosting of bird shit.
Carried on, duly forewarned.
I'm grouping photos when it makes sense; see "the commentariat" over on busysmartypants:tumblr.
Check out this don hertzfeldt contribution to The Simpsons couch gag. I can't stop watching. Check out more of his work here .
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Check out my new video, a brief reading from a story published this past spring in Opossum.
Today's soundtrack: I'm not familiar with Bobrisky but I love east African beats and this beat is sweet. For context, read Oka...