I eventually decided not to fill in the missing blog days with pictures I took at that dog party, mostly because the blogs-of-cute-animals market already thoroughly over-saturated, but also because it turns out I run into enough dogs outside of dog parties anyway.
These were once the same colour. So, uh, in case you weren't sure, writing on a shirt with a Sharpie and then putting it in the washing mashine is not an excellent idea.
I was too afraid to take Crispin Glover's picture without asking, and too afraid to ask Crispin Glover if I could take his picture, and, frankly, I'm pretty sure you would be too. So, anyway, I just took this picture of how someone thinks "Tropical Orange Smoothie" is a flavour of beer.
So, uh, if you want this couch you can have it for free, as long as you pick it up before August 31st, which is a full month and a half after when I'm pretending I'm writing this post.
Fortunately for You, the man on the front of the banana booster rocket is volunteering for the job.
I'm excited too, but I'm not sure drawing on the wall in the basement of a Canadian library is really going to help.
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