
This here fishy is a random scribbling from my Early Christianity class. I just started drawing fish. It doesn’t really have anything to do with Matthew, Mark, Luke, or John. Oh well.
Q. What do you call a fish without an eye?
A. A fsh.

This here fishy is a random scribbling from my Early Christianity class. I just started drawing fish. It doesn’t really have anything to do with Matthew, Mark, Luke, or John. Oh well.
Q. What do you call a fish without an eye?
A. A fsh.
from A Voice in the Wilderness by Grace L.H. Lutz, a Grosset & Dunlap book (c) 1916:
“He turned the horses about and took charge of her just as if he were accustomed to managing stray ladies in the wilderness every day of his life and understood the situation perfectly; and Margaret settled wearily into her saddle and looked about her with content.”
In the back are listed other novels by some dude named Peter B. Kyne. My favorites:
Cappy Ricks Retires - Cappy retires, but the romance of the sea and business, keep calling him back, and he comes back strong.
Kindred of the Dust - Donald McKay, son of Hector McKay, millionaire lumber king, falls in love with “Nan of the sawdust pile,” a charming girl who has been ostracized by her townsfolk.
Wow, I wish I had a cool nickname like “The Man of the Laundry Mound.” That way when some stellar looking lady comes to town she won’t mind hooking up with a poor, ostracized fellow like myself. (Ok… I’m not really ostracized.)
If Donald can find true love in a sawdust pile, there’s hope for anyone. I’m going to start looking for my “Woman of the sawdust pile” right now.

“Looking to put the FUN back in funeral.”
“I hate myself and I want to die.”
Geek T-Shirts - code poet, caffeine molecule, and a few other shirts I’ve bought from here
And… if you have more, leave them in the comments. I might add a t-shirt I actually bought from Japan tomorrow, but right now I’m realizing I’m up really late and need to finish some things. I’M A PROCRASTINATOR!
Based on the Slashdot story, I’m pretty sure this site is a spoof. Although, after seeing my brother play GTA3, I’m not sure all videogames can be excused for their violence. People claim videogame lives and real lives can be separated. I can understand that to an extent, but when does the fiction begin affecting the reality?

If I’m not mistaken, this picture is taken aerialy with a camera attached to a kite. No, I didn’t take this picture, and I’m not exactly sure who did. In any case, it’s pretty cool. Enjoy!
Update: My friend Justin B. says he found this picture in one of the KAP galleries.