remixing vintage pulp fiction art as commentary about our mixed-up world
Thursday
My friend Mike, who used to love SUV's and now drives a Mini, takes his life into his own hands every day as big urban assault vehicles put him in their sights. Must be the testosteronely-challenged
Some organic foods and supplements probably work, but trying to tango through all the choices to weed out the wacky ones is tough.
Tuesday
Man's thumbs need a new kind of exercise.
He's probably 16 and looks like this chap. Some crack nerd hacker has been messing with me for a couple of years. Our terrors now extend to pimply-faced reprobates still under the care of their mommies.
Monday
Please tell me it's not so. I read that a TV show has a bachelor writing and reciting love poems to a batchelorette as a way to win her heart on national TV.
Let me just say I'm glad I never sipped the grape juice.
