Pooossst!

Haven't posted in a while.
Then again, it's not like anybody looks at my blog, so I guess I'm having a conversation with myself. Does that make make me schizophrenic?
This was for a campus created by Frank Gehry.

Mouse Taming

Buy my shirt! Buy two! Consuuuuume!

Genius!

Kyle baker is a genius. You know who's not a genius? Anybody who would trust some one named Grima Wormtongue. Seriously, What were those silly Rohannians thinking? Rohanoids? Rohaniacs?

Scalped

Maybe the best Graphic novel out today. I just picked up book 3 and was blown away. Pick it up now!

The babysitter

In your satin tights, Fighting for your rights.

The only song that can come close to matching the overpowering funk of the previous post. Ahh, the 70's.

Insidiousness

About two days ago, a long forgotton tune somehow popped into my head. A little ditty from Sesame Street and the Electric Company about the magic of numbers as told in the language of funk. After a bit of sleuthing I found it on youtube.
What I didn't take into account was the songs inherent catchiness. Now all Emily and I do is wander our house in a zombie-like stupor counting in sing-song.
We are cursed. CURSED!! CUUURRRRSSSED!!!!