
OK, I’m all for spiritual retreats and the like, but what the heck is “mentalphysics?!?”
(Thanks to Jason for the photo!)

OK, I’m all for spiritual retreats and the like, but what the heck is “mentalphysics?!?”
(Thanks to Jason for the photo!)
From an email I got this morning:
Date: Fri, 16 Apr 2004 01:55:22 EDT
…
Hurry, the clock is ticking on your taxes! Pay your federal taxes with your Discover Card
Last I looked, the deadline was yesterday. And while it may technically have still been April 15 here on the west coast when they sent the message, I think you’d be hard pressed to find a post office open at 11pm.
Aside from that, I find the idea of putting taxes on a credit card somewhat disturbing, though if you don’t have the money on hand, I suppose it may be the best you can do.

On Highway 62, in Twentynine Palms, we saw this first coming from the other direction. On the other side it says, “Where if not now?”
At first we thought they had just messed up the wording, but when we came back along the same road and saw “When if not here?” it all made sense.

This is just around the corner from the “roller coaster.”
But think about it. If she’s a real patient, shouldn’t they show, well, her breasts? Not like that, you pervert, in a bikini or something! Gyms tend to show before-and-after (or just after) shots of people with muscled or trim torsos. The whole reason you put an “actual customer” in the ad is to show the results, right?
(Oh, this journal is going to end up getting filtered for sure!)
On the way home tonight, we saw this billboard advertising Queer as Folk:

(Sorry about the image quality – there’s not much time to compose a shot when you’re trying to pull out the camera while driving by at 40 mph!)
Ever feel like the universe is screwing you over?


I don’t get what it’s saying. Maybe there’s a hidden message on it.