I love the way you turn corners in this city and bang, murals. Far less self-conscious than those silly hearts they had all over for a while. Even if they were for a good cause, I liked the original Chicago iteration better.
Maybe because cows are inherently funnier than hearts.
But iguanas, now, iguanas are funnier than hearts and cows.
Especially when you've only gotten three hours of sleep because you have no damn sense at all and were up late writing emails that Earthlink decided to eat and then consoled yourself by reading John Barnes' Gaudeamas (much better than some of the reviewers say it is) until the book slid from your lifeless hands. But I'm not naming any names here.
