Nobody's online and I have nothing to do, so I'm going to fill out the 2011 meme someone posted ( Read more... )

The last thing to blab about from the festival was a second, even better museum of fabricated freaks, which was even more imaginative and interesting than any of the Ripley's museums I've been to. I only managed a couple of photos worth showing, but I'd rather not "spoil" the whole thing online anyway.


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There is no doubt in my mind this is the coolest shop I have ever been inside and may ever be inside.

( SOME ANIMALS MADE OF OTHER ANIMALS )

The other day my friends Ashley and Paul Lombardo (a sweet married couple) took me to the Maryland renaissance festival in Crownsville. I'd heard people talk about it all my life, but never went. I'd been to a renaissance festival once in upstate New York, but it consisted of portable shacks and tents in one flat, open field about the size of an ( Read more... )

"Lush" is a store I've only seen at one massive five-story mall here, and it makes me very very uncomfortable.

( REASONS WITH PICS )

( Weirdness under cut )

Today I visited two little urban locales I always loved but still have never fully explored, and took more unremarkable images.

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Still in Maryland for the month, I spent yesterday from 9 am to 9 pm with my friends Ashley and her husband Paul on a trip to DC, for the Zoo and the Smithsonian Natural History museum. We didn't see everything, but we saw what I'm pretty sure were a lot of the coolest things there. My photos wound up kind of sucking for the most part, and still ( Read more... )

I'm in Maryland all month again, and borrowed a vehicle today so I could just drive around the countryside. I wound up stopping at Harford Community College, where I'd only ever taken two classes, and just explored it for hours. I saw virtually no other people, but everything was still open and meandering around attractive architecture all alone ( Read more... )

I had a ridiculous dream last night, and went to write it down only to find a few others I forgot about in the same text file. So, here's four peculiar things I experienced in my asleep brain:

My Possum Dad
No, not mine...this dream was about a sitcom I was watching entitled "My Possum Dad." It starred a 20-something girl whose father was a ( Read more... )