So I've been having issues lately.
Namely, screencap issues. I was planning on doing a visual representation of my love affair with David Cronenberg, but apparently the computer has decided not to do screencaps anymore. Bummer.
So then I thought, well, at least I can post about a crush from days of yore and resurrect old poetry. Alas, I could not even find the old laptop that has all of that writing on it. Double bummer.
So, in lieu of a real post, I leave with you with an image of the peep show I pass every day (well, night now) on my way to work.
Lotta Hole Shakin' Goin' On
Sorry for the poor image quality, I could have beefed it some if I were at work, but well, I'm at home.
The Lusty Lady is a Seattle landmark and their signs almost always make me chuckle. My favorite is still, "Veni, Vici, Veni."


GayProf said...

The last bit reminds me of some graffiti I once saw above a urinal:

Veni, Vici, Wee-Wee.

Yours is better, though.

GayProf said...

Hey, where are you?