The Line At Trader Joes

There is a new TJ's at 14th Street and Third Ave. in the "Hat" and all I can say is best illustrated by the picture above. So far every time I have seen the store passing by from Union to go have Egg Salad and soup at B & H, there has been a serious line averaging twenty five deep just to GET IN the store. TJ's has a tasting panel that tastes everything before they decide to stock it, and I'd like to get a job on that panel by doing some stalking of my own. Another of example of a kind of "stalk" is a cheese stalk, also pictured above.

Alternative Fraternity House: A Fralternative
Pictured below is either an art installation or an example of a poorly kept basement where a girl, whose name I think might be Kara, though I am unsure, let's band's play at Saint Joe's University, not to be confused with "St. John's" which is where I used to go to CCD and Church.

Love it or Hate it? Either Way, It's The King



Pete goes to the King to find out how his lord is enduring the collapse of the kingdom and it's taking over by the Scot's from the House of Lord Mc Donald's.

You want to be a little bird and get a little worm? Just lay down and peep.

Dorothy says "peep," but she won't eat the friggin worm.

I was technically "working" in this picture. Don't I look sad?




Me realizing I don't like humans and I AM human[s]

Pete is cooking a forty



A lot of people wonder where and how they make forties. Here's a little inside scoop on the making of forty ounces of happiness at a "Forty Factory." Sadly, I don't think my body wants to drink anymore, though my little heart says yes, and I am wondering if I can go without it. I find this truly frustrating and sad and wonder if anyone has any real suggestions besides "Absorb yourself in work," "Exercise more," or "Duh, smoke more weed."