john waters isn't the only fucked up thing from baltimore
The Internet is nothing if not a suppository, er, repository, for single-minded obsessions. Nowhere is this more apparent than that portion of the Internet known as the blogosphere. There, millions of bored teens and twenty-somethings with nothing of consequence to write about, write about nothing of consequence. Many of them restrain their inconsequential ramblings down to the narrowest of topics, like this blog about bags in treesin Baltimore. Now that's narrowcasting.
this site has to be huge in Japan
Puppies and kittens and wallabies and mice and deer and hamsters and bunnies and birds and hedgehogs and more puppies and dear god baby everythings.
Nurse! 10 cc's of insulin! Stat!
with you always
'The enclosed images are from 11x14 pencil drawings that are the result of an undertaking that began when I was 50 years old. I was awakened in the middle of the night with a clear, vivid impression that the Lord wanted me to do some special drawings -- drawings depicting ordinary people in their everyday environment . . . . with one important addition: the presence of Jesus Christ and His involvement in those routine activities.' Larry Van Pelt
I particularly like the weightlifting one. I call it 'Jesus Cuts the Cheese.'
It does one thing very well
The next time some idiot looks at you in the elevator during your 43-floor ascent to cubicle hell some Monday morning, and oh-so-cleverly quips 'Is it Friday yet?', give him this URL and tell him to shut the fuck up. You may also want to direct him to IsIt530.net, so he can see where in the world he'd need to be to already be done with his workday.