Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Life Imitates Art

My coworker sometimes throws crumpled scrap paper over my cubicle wall. At times, these crumpled scraps contain messages.

Yesterday, the message referred to a trip I took over the weekend. As I write, she has yet to see my pictures from the trip.

Ordinarily I shred these papers. This time I blogged it.
If you’re looking for all the cops, they’re hanging out in the donut shops.


















Will blog for comments.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

How in the world do you have ads for Anne Coulter on this post?

('course, I shouldn't speak: evidently I get ads for Intelligent Design, Muslim evangelism, and New Age groups...)

Lauren said...

So you got your GPS coordinates??

Anonymous said...

Was this picture taken before or after you danced like a member of Village People at Hard Rock Cafe?