Sunday Kind of Litter

Nashville, here are the things I found just laying around our city today:

God, I hope my rosemary looks that good someday.

Yep, let’s all go to the top of Tim’s cave and litter.  Nice.

Here I am at the corner of 12th and Wedgewood.  If you look straight ahead, you can just see the top of the Batman building.  Can I really be that high up?

Presbyterians, I have some bad news about what your church has done with your Easter cross.

Except for the whole littering thing, it looks cool, still, though, I thought.

Another Pup Quiz of Sorts

Three girls are in the car.  One is just getting over the flu.  One is just getting over a cold.  One is Mrs. Wigglebottom.

Which one threw up all over the back seat?

Wake Up, Professor!

I have so much to do today.  I need to go to the stores, pay bills, do taxes, do dishes (of course, fucking dishes), walk the dog, take a shower, blah blah blah blah blah.

But what I really want to do is goof off with the Professor all day.

I hope I can talk her into it.