Factually Accurate Portraits of Sharpness and Faith
Today I was absurdly attacked by a huge bunny off Lake Street near the abandoned Edison School. Impossibly big. It’s being fed by someone or something at a gross rate. It bushy tail was almost the size of my head.

I wanted to know the history of the @ sign so I looked it up.

The new Latin fusion restaurant downstairs makes my office smell like fresh tator-tots all day long. Sometimes it smells delicious and other times I hate it.

The office down the hall is populated by larger women on diets who make microwave popcorn all day instead of eating meals. I don’t like that smell of that at all!

I have a “confidential” stamp that I now use to stamp every document on my desk.

This morning I spilled coffee on a picture of one of my clients posing with Fidel Castro. I was supposed to scan the image for a site. I’m in big trouble. Some of the coffee spilled on my machine. I have already destroyed two computers by spilling the contents of my vices into the accepting arms of their keypads.

Hard Times Cafe offers Vegan biscuits and gravy 24 hours a day. They taste better after three in the morning.

Treasure Island Casino is a good place to catch a nap. The dull ambient noise of the nickel slots can sooth you to sleep in a gentle mechanical lullaby payout.

Johann Johannsson’s Englaborn CD is some great music.

I didn’t win any money on the Kentucky Derby.

I like blogging.