I once lived next to an enterprising fellow who stripped the letters completely and had his own made, in the same Toyota typeface, which spelled RAIDERS
July 13, 2005
Imagine solving Fermat's last theorem on a cocktail napkin and then waking up to discover that at some point prior to sleep you had turned all the letters and numbers into unsalvageable caricatures of modern actors and politicians.
July 15, 2005
Episode VIII: Who Took My Damn Almonds
July 18, 2005
Let me know how shooting the dogs worked out, TTYL
