hipstomp photo essays

Lately I’ve gotten really into reflections.

Righties become lefties and vice versa.

I really like minivans because they provide you with a large, broad, vertical surface area.

I often wish I could be a shadow model. That way I wouldn’t have to be in the pictures, just my shadow would and I would make all that money. Height wouldn’t be a problem either, my shadow gets taller as the day goes by.

Someone stole a car radio and left it on a fence. I’m thinking this was the stupidest criminal in the history of petty theft. After you steal electronics you’re supposed to bring it to a fence as in “Freddy the Fence,” not a regular fucking fence. Douchebag.

This water tower is slowly evolving some sort of steel exoskeleton. In several weeks it will be able to fire a death ray into the top of your head. After it kills three or four people The Daily News will run a story on it and Mayor Bloomberg will order it be taken down.

I’m the type of person who really dislikes unsolicited advice. If I want your opinion I’ll ask for it. Especially complete strangers. I can’t figure out why it irks me so much, but when people I’ve never met offer their suggestions to me I find it depressingly alienating.

Something else I’ve noticed is that the people whose opinions interest me may become reticent after reading the above paragraph. But the people who irritate me won’t pick up on it and will continue sending it in. This is the way the world works.

Twenty bucks says this girl Mia is hot.