…and all the Mayan aliens are going to know I was a terrible blogger.
Here’s my last-ditch effort to blog before the world ends:
I was aimless this morning, so I flipped a coin and allowed it to tell me to go to Venice. Good thing too, because I would have missed the Venice Beach Freak Show. They decided to give us a free sneak peek out on the boardwalk. It was pretty great.
I saw way too many metal objects being poked, swallowed and forced through body parts. More importantly, I saw a man without arms and a man without legs ride a bicycle together. The sideshow host said this was an event that would be talked about for the next hundred years. There were only about 50 people watching, so I’m doing my part to make sure his prophecy has a fighting chance of being true. Here you go guys. I present to you, history (a very bad photo of history, but still):
It should be noted that there were training wheels on the bike.
This guy doesn’t know what to do with all the excitement.
See! Training wheels. Cheats.
The rest of my day didn’t have the same level of shock value. This is what it looked like:
Milo is always down to help out on the computer.
Tis the end of the world. I’m blogging. Photoblogging at that.