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pictures I’ve taken
If these seats (found at Newark Airport in Terminal C) don’t look close together, then just give this a try. Take took chairs, have them face each other and then stand in between them to approximate the same space you see here between my legs and the cushions. Then ask two people to sit down in the chairs. Sound fun? IT’S NOT.
Seriously, Universe, if I see one more of these stupid “I’m a guy and marriage is oppressive” or “I made a huge mistake because the single life is the greatest” things out there, I’m gonna start getting in people’s faces about it. Or I am. Now. With help from Captain America! Read the rest of this entry
Classic television star Rainbow Brite was taken from us by an assassin’s bullet. The police have no leads – see an exclusive TMZ styled crime scene photo after the jump. Read the rest of this entry
So… I guess they don’t actually want a drummer.
I got another one: What do you call a drummer who just broke up with his girlfriend? Read the rest of this entry
I love a good parking lot; there are always things happening there. Today, we’ve got this parallel parking wizard and… well, wizards. Read the rest of this entry
We attended a wedding at the Majestic Colonial Result in Punta Cana, Playa Bávaro, Dominican Republic. This was my first experience at an all inclusive hotel and my second trip to a Caribbean Island, so I’m something at a novice at the experience, but here’s what I learned, both the good and the bad. Read the rest of this entry
Bowling, shopping, video games, coffee… I’ve got it all in this weekend in pictures. PREPARE TO BE ASTOUNDED! Read the rest of this entry
Guess what time it is? The following answers are acceptable:
- Time to see the UNBELIEVABLE shenanigans two domestic thirtysomethings got up to this week in brilliant color photographs as captured by my phone
- German Thyme Read the rest of this entry
Ah graffiti artists, how you pull at my heart-strings! They create art and break the law all in one fell swoop. It kinda makes me wish I could draw. I love the detail on the mouth here as we are asked to ponder “Wake up” or “Keep Dreaming?” Those angry eyebrows make me think that waking up is not the prefered course or action and I do find it quite apropos to the airport experience. When one is traveling, you’re detached from the routine and sometimes, it feels that if you could just keep on going and never return home, maybe you’d just “keep dreaming.”
My mind tends to wander when I’m in the bathroom.
When I went outside this morning and found this recycling mess, for some reason, all I could think of was Willem Dafoe’s death in Platoon.
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