I should apologize in advance ...

... as I really have no idea what I am going to do with all these icons. Except I wanted to make this one, and I didn't want to delete any of my other ones, and it all made sense somehow ...

On my way to the grocery store to pick up some Muir Glen black bean and corn salsa (can't live without it) I was accosted by a guy trying to tell me about his "black bachelor's pad website" where he and his homies try to get people to "hang out with them."

"I think that's lame." I responded.

"That's what?" he asked.

"Lame." I said. I stopped just short of spelling it.

"Why do you think that's lame?" he said, like the demon spawn of a telemarketer and a social worker.

"You have this website to try to get people to hang out with you?" I repeated his own words as I brushed him off with a nice "brush-off" gesture.

"Fuck you, man," he said as he wandered off.

You wish. I'd have said it aloud, but he was a bit far away by then.

I mean, at least I pretend my website has a purpose. :D

I should apologize in advance ...

... as I really have no idea what I am going to do with all these icons. Except I wanted to make this one, and I didn't want to delete any of my other ones, and it all made sense somehow ...

On my way to the grocery store to pick up some Muir Glen black bean and corn salsa (can't live without it) I was accosted by a guy trying to tell me about his "black bachelor's pad website" where he and his homies try to get people to "hang out with them."

"I think that's lame." I responded.

"That's what?" he asked.

"Lame." I said. I stopped just short of spelling it.

"Why do you think that's lame?" he said, like the demon spawn of a telemarketer and a social worker.

"You have this website to try to get people to hang out with you?" I repeated his own words as I brushed him off with a nice "brush-off" gesture.

"Fuck you, man," he said as he wandered off.

You wish. I'd have said it aloud, but he was a bit far away by then.

I mean, at least I pretend my website has a purpose. :D