friday apologizes for the lack of a wednesday comic, for friday was hungry and ate it and we were all very sad about it.
when you are very, very drunk, slumped over a dirty bar, surrounded by uncaring strangers and attractive women who will not look at you, sometimes you think you see god, but it is just a homeless person. he does not have the ability to save your soul, only to ask for change. or show you his genitals. both are good options, i guess.
updates will become more regular. things are in order here now, after a battle with my inner demons (which was pretty epic, as you can imagine).
i hope your weekend is, like, totally rad.
-jared
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oh god!
oh god!
well, maybe good options for the homeless person…=-/
I haven’t run into the homeless flasher, yet, but I have seen some other homeless people during my vacation to New York. Maybe before the week is done I’ll find that myth of man, the flasher.
it sounds exciting to be in new york. if any city is home to the homeless flasher, it is probably that city. i suggest getting your picture taken with him if he shows up. no i don’t.
No flasher yet, but I have seen a crazy man who dresses like a lumbering “Crocodile Hunter” and is fascinated with a book about Bill Clinton on the Ferry for 3 days now. I’ll get his photograph if nothing else.