I'm watching the afternoon news and they've got their crazy, wacky science guy on, and if wasn't clear before, it is clear now -- people like watching shit blow up.
It's springtime! A season know for shit blowing up -- shit's coming into bloom, which causes shit to come out of your head in giant, frothy explosions we have come to know as sneezes. Here's to spring!
If you haven't seen The Producers, it's worth it just to see what costume designers can get to stick to a pair of boobs -- giant pretzels? Check. Beer-filled steins? No problem.
If you have a dog, spring is also a time to get out into the yard and hunt for a winter's worth of dog poop. Usually this isn't exciting or blog-worthy, but this year I found something I think Sotheby's might be interested in.
Is this awesome, or what? A few months ago Thelonious got ahold of one of Levi's socks. Turns out our dog wasn't being a pest, he was just being creative.
Here's to spring and to enjoying all the treasures this season brings!
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