All hail terrifying pictures of our nearest and dearest. Where would we be without them? My personal favorite, which is lost somewhere in the cosmos of the Internet, has to be of Katy at the Halloween party of 1999. Yes, some of you have been graced with the life-changing opportunity of seeing this masterpiece. For the forsaken, among us, here's a mental image. Katy, coming up the stairs (the photo is taken from the top of the staircase, giving it just enough distortion to really make an artistic statement) holding a beer in one hand, a cigarette in the other. On her head is a large cardboard and coathanger mushroom head. The glory of it all, though, is her expression. The photographer caught her at the exact moment that one eye was wide open and the other completely closed. Or perhaps she was frozen that way all night. By that hour, I wouldn't have been surprised. I'd like to have this photo in poster size to wall paper my bedroom.
In other news, I stabbed myself in the hip with a pencil today. Had to perform surgery in the women's restroom to remove the graphite tip from my flesh. Lesson for the day: Do not put pencils in one's pocket.
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