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Suspicious Minds

Last night I pulled up to my house to find three squad cars in front of it, blocking the driveway. I slowed down and turned on my turn signal. It took a moment for the officers to notice me, but as soon as they did they quickly scattered, each in a different direction…as though I had been the one to say “move along now, nothing to see here”.
When I got into the house I discovered one of the cats, poor Princess Jasmine, had been locked out on the porch…for at least six hours.
With our newly acquired one hundred pounds of rice in the house, what did I make myself for dinner last night? Rice noodles. Out of a box. It was pretty tasty though.
Ryan’s right. As much as I love the Pixies, I couldn’t imagine spending $625 on tickets to see them…especially not in my backyard. Perhaps I could justify it if the price tag included airfare to say, Paris.
The latest Shift project, Q&A, the photographic interview, begins today. And dude, the questions are, you know, kinda hard.
Pieces from the little man’s playdoh set double as kickass cookie cutters. After a thorough washing, of course.
Courtesy of Neil Gaiman, a site exploring the modern day ghost towns around Chernobyl. Fascinating.