I'm back! Yaysies! Well, not really. I'm still too busy for you. Believe it or not, they allow me around kids, and believe-it-or-not-ER, more and more parents are requesting my services as a tutor, thus steering me increasingly towards the lazy man's blogosphere (twitter - follow me!
www.twitter.com/imthecurmudgeon), and away from my true passion (being a gadabout, a man about town, a gentleman of leisure). I knew dominating high school would eventually somehow pay off...other than providing totally licit masturbation fantasies.
Anyway, actions speak louder than words, and a picture is worth a thousand words, and I'm too lazy to actually act, so here are a bunch of pictures instead of words. Enjoy:
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| My brother...the photographer, not the girl. |
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| Probably not the best time to do the Macarena |
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| You're welcome for the nightmares... |
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| Airtight logic. |
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| The electrified basketball hoop by Herman Cain, designed to keep Mexicans from sneaking into the NBA |
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| (My bro again. Still not the girl.) |
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| Who loves you? Who loves you?! |
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| Jesus balls. |
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| Responsible for the single best moment in Knicks history. |
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| So you know. |
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| Look at that punim! |
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| Right around the corner from the Bagel Shop & CPA Training Center |
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| Even her hands are too pretty to work... |
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| I'll drink to that... |
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| It is...just not for the appropriate parties. |
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| I want to fall asleep there. |
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| "Eat your veggies, or you'll get no dessert!" |
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