Monday, August 6, 2012




























































Seeing all this stuff that is not particularly pleasing makes me feel like I'm schlumping through some sort of bad supermarket called "Dis Is Art, Brah" and I'm sampling all of the generic Cheerios even though I'm not hungry. They're not even Honey Nut Cheerios.
So here's some nice blank space to make me feel like I can wait until I'm hungry and actually have some Honey Nut Cheerios. Ooh, or Honey Bunches of Oats. Or if I'm really lucky, I can have some Cracklin' Oat Bran.