Artist recreates Manhattan skyline on 18’x3’ canvas, all from memory.
Frowny-faced NFL player Larry Johnson’s feet really cover a lot of ground. Sadly, they find his mouth more often than they find the end zone. Jay Smooth sets LJ straight:
Your weekly inspiration: At some point this week, it’ll be high time to give nary a crap what your bourgeois lawyer friends think, just like this man dancing with authority to MJ at the bus stop day in and day out:
I’ve wondered what it is that’s so creepy about the premise of Inglourious Basterds (revisionist WW2 cheat-code rampage by Nazi-scalping Jews). The Peril of Perfect Evil captures a lot of it. (I wrote about five paragraphs here, but deleted them all. They were pretty good and REALLY rambly.)