I’m back, remind me to tell you about my run in with the Hungarian Police sometime.
Monster colossal squid, you ain’t no thang.
Iceland has been doing a good job at forcing its way into people’s thoughts recently; here are some rad phoots of it.
If you have 18 million dollars you could buy Truman Capote’s house. If that is your thing.
It is nice to be in America again, home of sweet bowling score screens.
