Greetings from the Omnigraphic Blogopticon. On view are vile sticky things dragged from the attic, snarky commentary on the world at large, and all-encompassing ennui. All that and a weird rubbery smell. A horrible time will be had by all.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Wine and Whine

Apparently there's some sort of anniversary party over at the Stitch-O-Rama. They've got drunk chickens and everything.

Go on. I'll just sit over here by myself.