I was clicking through my jump drive and I came across some great photos.
Defective signs are one of my guilty pleasures. Any time we're out I look for them. We once saw one that was supposed to say Randy's Market. It said "Randy's Ma." Love it!
And then there was "Road anger."
And this one:
That's right. The Abbott Ho. That's in the north side of Chicago, sort of near Boystown.
And I don't know if I'm the only person to love these buttons, but I take pictures of them all the time:
I just love that it's two men. Maybe I should sell this image to some kind of gay gaming blog...it would be pretty much perfect. I've got about eight of these pictures (from all over the country), and they never stop amusing me.
And lastly, here's a picture of me squinting in the sun...in my old glasses...after not having shaved for three days. It's not pretty.
Yikes. Why do I do this to myself?
You can share bootstraps, you know.
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