But imagine the same thing, but reflected in a storefront plate glass window, so like, you see a double image of the window display superimposed on the scene in the reflection? Eh? Know what I mean? Like all artsy fartsy and shit? A fuckin' double image! That's what the people want from their Flickr of the Day baby!

But I'm not bitter.

Reading about those WaMu bigwigs still getting rich reminds me of the very kind of bankers that WaMu parodies in all of their commercials.

Sick.

and i'm too lazy to risk a no trespass warning on the computer to look up his address and find out what he does after retirement for kicks.

And another thing...

I support good edotorial dic-K-tatorships like the rest of you,
( read the sound and face of the lovely lady in the diner in Pulp Fiction),

but one thing pisses me off more than anything else and that's people who listen in on phones and....

{s9x5rtamslutbynorthwestbynortheast..
oh just give up on the sports drug link will ya mr.interim prosecutor?}

....satterburgerelalities

with illegal fisa court stoppers in the wings getting alot of money to do squat in the alley in the back of the churchyard ....(I cleaned up human poop last week in the alley behind mamas kitchen sunday cookin...)

cause I get the guilts and nervous twithches about neuorotica... and clean up after somebody's mess because there's alot of homelessness ....and I prefer a few puffs of weed over the pills.

PHEW!!! there, call me the trash kid and give me my songs I sing in the street and midnight talks to myself that you disminate as you read the good works of the people I love at the stranger.

And Yes, that means there is no sports drug link to me outside of being set-up over the years and my friends or acquaintances dying for bad laws.