Jesus Christ(mas)!

Another xmas come and gone -- delicious feelings of consumer's guilt coupled with the binge/purge of red-white-green from store shelves. Happy Birthday Jesus!

Someone set up us the bomb

I expected a nail, but instead while shoe-gazing I found this used "fart bomb" -- can't say I know for sure what it is for but the man (presumably) in the picture wearing cut-off jeans and no shirt gives me some clue that the net effect is less than desirable.

The littlest Jedi

Next year for Halloween I'm going to be Obi-Juan and Max will be mini-me. I'm still working on getting him to kick ass in the name of the dark side.

Me, the dumper

Went to the dump, threw the old, broken oven (door pictured) into the scrap metal bin. The nice woman who works there (I will call her 'queen of the harpies') screeched at me to "just throw it in" which would have been funny had it not almost killed me to do so. MF weighed as much as me! (the oven, not the woman)

Sweet babies

The boys, riding one of those mechanical cars that vibrates in place - off screen is their father, a man too cheap to give them a quarter. See their broken little hearts?

I'm sitting down at The Beanery listening to Things The Grandchildren Should Know (Eels) and the beat from the song is exactly in sync with the fan overhead, making the fluorescent light behind it blink on an off. I feel a seizure coming on... mmmm, delicious.

Judo chop!

We'll call this man "Frank" -- Frank is demonstrating how we warm up for the deadly "Brown Kick". He is a violent criminal - Later he will punch an old lady in the face.