Andrea is SOO ready for Honus Honus.

Yep, that's blood. In the Metra station.

"Home is where beds are made and butter is added to toast. On a cold afternoon you can float room to room like a ghost."

I wish my home was as tangible as theirs.

Kyle broke up with me. Luckily I have a lot of good friends who are my scaffolding. They're holding me up.

We had a big party, I guess. Only that could explain the current dish situation.

The smallest ripe tomato I have ever seen.

What? Now I'm stealing from other websites?

No. It's syndication. I'm assuming a creative commons license.

Here's the link: http://www.asofterworld.com/index.php?id=234

This one needs a little bit more explanation.

1. ARE THOSE POGS?
yep.
2. THAT MUST HAVE TAKEN A WHILE.
yep.
3. WAIT, WHAT?
it's a bunch of pogs organized, categorized, subcategorized, stacked, and arranged according to size of stack.
4. THAT'S A LOT OF POGS.
yep.

Fish heads, fish heads.....

Mafia Slurpee

I went to michigan. We looked at trains.

This is the most concentrated clump of pigeons I have ever seen.