I made notes to myself about what I was going to write here:
the bird in the stove
the dogs about town
The dogs about town? No idea. But the bird in the stove is a sad story, too sad for today. Today is for Internet Archaeology!
In the course of my actual paid work, I see some things. (Here I imagine what these things would be if I were, say, an ER surgeon or a tugboat captain or a private investigator.) What follows is just a small sampling of those things.
|DO YOU SEE the ugly pants the Internets are trying to sell me?|
I have no idea where this came from, but it seems about right.
|I agree, far too many minimulistic arsthetic box types buildings|
|How fortunate I am that in this life I am one who has been allowed to create beauty with nap.|