I don’t think any other resin figurine could possibly better represent the U.S.
This guy’s suspicious, hunched run clearly indicates that he’s the one who started the fire.
Mall parking lot. San Diego, CA, a few minutes ago.
San Diego Harbor. On the other side of that cool concave building (the Marriott) is the convention center where Comic- Con was last week. In 17 years, that was the third time I missed it. Wouldn’t have been the same without the wife, who is working offshore, currently. Although, I suppose that would have allowed me to buy a bunch of dumb shit to decorate my lair. Taken from the embarcadero at Seaport Village.
Why do banks call it “Non Sufficient Funds?” Non is not usually a word by it self. I would think they’d just say “Insufficient Funds,” since it means the same thing and uses real words. Maybe they’re using the French word non, meaning “no.” No sufficient funds. But then I think, no, that’s stupid. Banks are stupid. No money is stupid. And I’m going to sleep.
The Martin Luther King, Jr. Freeway Nebula. NASA 2009. Or me and a camera phone.
Truth in advertising.
We have very specialized restrooms where I work.
Stenciled on a mechanic’s garage in Normal Heights. Not anxious to see what’s behind it.
I’m thirsty and Macy’s is just fucking with me.
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