Dear World: I'm fed up with your crap. Love, Mark.
This blog is dedicated to preserving the past by destroying the future...
Thursday, March 30, 2006
SaRob at Starbucks
Here's a great picture of Rob and Sarah at Starbucks before we visited the Body Worlds (2) exibit at the Denver Museum. Unfortunately we were not allowed pictures inside the exibit. Obviously, this disrupted my plans of choreographing still-life (no pun intended) fight scenes with the displays, to which I'd lose to.
For historical accuracy (and because no one took a picture of me despite how pretty I am) I have drawn myself into this picture. Try to picture us all together, and me glowing less.
Here Sarah has apparantly slipped a roofie into Rob's latte. It was very sweet of her to watch over him as he slumped drowsily to the floor...
All in all, it was a fun experience. If you have a chance, be sure and see any of the three body worlds displays, they are fascinating...
Have you every marveled at the beauty of a nighttime cityscape, only to be repelled by the squalid reality after a closer look? So anyways, that's why I didn't wear my glasses on my date with your sister; I thought this would be the most appropriate way to tell you...
As a rejection consultant, I hear it all. I like near-death novelty photos, teeth bling, puppies and discriminatorily neutral jeers: "Hey clean shirt!" I am, however; probably best know for the musical I did with Hitler. Jake Hitler, that is. He lived next door and we knitted afghans together (when we could catch them; they run fast!)