The empire state building hovers in the distance like an ancient monolithic god of the ancients. For a second I feel I have been here to long, but then I see a whole block of stores dedicated to home lighting and once again I am curious. But called home by my dying phone/brain. Yes I rely on my super computer in my hands. Yes it does free my brain from doing something it didn’t do well in the first place. Yes this does give me an advantage and more energy. Yes I will be fucked if I survive the appocolyps. Maybe I am a gambing man.

In photos

The only mc donaldson I know to still serve 4 for a dollar chick mc nuggests.

The volcano sky

Iran protester who I think was hitting on me after I took the photo.

My new yoga mat
A car about to hit me.