I had a room mate who used to spend hours every day getting turned on by staring at his computer. Sometimes he'd even get turned on while looking at the TV. Freak.

A thing of beauty!

It's a fine print. Playful and even a little bit sexy: Nude young women with flowers in their hair relaxing by the sea, a monkey, a ukulele... If only it had an A-bomb mushroom cloud blooming somewhere far off in the background, it'd be Perfect. Just a suggestion.

A few years back, I went to "Booked Up", a bookstore owned by author Larry McMurtry (he often ran the register, himself) a damned impressive place in his hometown of Archer City, TX. It contains 400,000 books, so many that it takes up four buildings, all lining the Archer City courthouse square. The office is in the main building, Booked Up No. 1, which was once a Ford dealership. Purchases of books stored in other buildings are made through the honor system; customers walk them across the street or down the block to pay for them.

Bravo! Simply beautiful graphic abstractions of a literary work! I love every bit of it.

Y'know, thinking about this from a practical/non-James Bond standpoint, soundproof stalls in public restrooms would be an ok thing. Not to be crass, but going into a movie theater bathroom to wash your hands and being subjected to a chorus of rattling farts ain't no pik-a-nik basket.