Just when they thought I couldn’t get more annoying with the “smile!” and the “be candid!” and the *blinding flash*, I got a new camera and a fat gigabyte of memory and a shamelessness that will no doubt get me in trouble one of these days.
I’m already taking an ace wrap, an entire box of bandaids, and accessories that in a pinch can double as slings, tourniquets, neckbraces, and wheelchairs. Now I’m summoning all my high school calculus prowess to figure how I can wrangle a portable bomb shelter into my carry-on luggage. Do they even make portable bomb shelters? They should.
Italy and Denmark, they say. Perfect time for some Danish-Americans to visit the Boot! Shit.
In other news, email me your address if you want a postcard from Terroristan. Also, please indicate your artwork preference by marking the box beside either A: Naked Statue or B: Church.