Blog Entries For October 2005

There is only one set of pictures to start this month off with:
Me and Jeff are sitting on a curb in Chinatown, waiting for the Troc to start selling tickets, and a FedEx Ground truck pulls up in front of the building we are sitting by. The driver gets out and goes in with a box. While he is inside, a FedEx Express truck comes racing up the street, and heads for the same building. He can't possibly have missed the FedEx truck already parked in front of it, but perhaps his desire fror this parking spot was so strong and he envisioned himself in it so powerfully that he was lead to believe that the truck he was seeing was actually a projection of himself in the near future, claiming his lustfully pursued parking space, or perhaps he was just thinking "I'll show YOU the meaning of EXPRESS, you Ground Shipping bastard", but nevertheless, as he attempted to express his ass into the space, it became evident that, well, that this would make a loud crunching noise and then fail miserably.

They are getting a lot bolder...
But then, there is the billboard on the way into the city for a mortgage company that reads "If our rates don't go down, we will!"

This is the Mosquito Of Doom. Mom said: "Oh, that's a small one." It was like three inches across, vampires would be jealous of what that thing could do.

This is the longest gas station I have ever seen, built just in time for the gas shortage.

Here are this month's liscense plates, I also saw DOTCOM on a hot rod but my batt died while saving the pic.

The fish chair

Pictures from the Wildwood Car Show

These aren't what they look like at first...

Here's Jeff's tattoo

Anthony can't just play risk - his troops have to move in Napoleonic formation.

You can find anything on South Street: Budda Sex

You can find anything on South Street: My new grandpa suit

You can find anything on South Street: Matt's feminine side

You can find anything on South Street: Sexy Alex

You can find anything on South Street: Hick Anthony

You can find anything on South Street: The Timo Dance

'm kind of curious why our neighbors were glowing blue - maybe aliens?

This is dinner for 4 at IHOP. One plate is Jeff's, one is Annie's, four are Matt's, and four are mine. Plus there was soup before this. Ahhh, there's nothing like going to bed knowing that you have a week's worth of omlette stockpiled in the fridge.
The best part was when the waitress gave up trying to find somewhere to put more food down and dragged over the table next to us and just started leaving food on there.