ALL LOOK SAME Take the test! I did really bad.

Yesterday while I was out sick, I ate whiskey pancakes and joined these guys in the park.

I'm so tired.

Please humor me with one last Pee Wee thing. My friends Liz & Steve are moving(*sniff*) to LA and they make me think of Pee Wee. And if you know me well, you know that's a compliment.

souvenir GIANT underpants

Scandal abrew in Pee Wee's Icebox:Life in the Fridge

ROBOT BASTARD ripped off ROBOT FRANK

German Version

This is what happens when your dog gets bit too many times.

Lederhosen!
thanks to bradley

Here's some old stuff, i forgot I put up, you can send an e-card of any of those!

Thanks to the Wes Hollywood Show's link page, I think sometime soon there will be some supah.com buttons. What do you think of this idea?

The self-proclaimed King of Beaver Island

Why is this headline so sublime to me?
Chinese Working Overtime to Sew U.S. Flags

things on bunnies

Awesome: Nathan Payne's angst song "I Don't Care About You" I like the semi-lo-quality.

wimp!

When war drums roll By Hunter S. Thompson

Way coolie introfor a chicago gallery, TENbyTEN's latest. (flash)

Scroll down to Mark and Mike at COMIC-CON

Where's George?

hippoz in tha haus!

hello kiSSy

If you're wondering what the people of Afghanistan are thinking and doing right now, read their Letter to the Editor page from the Azadi Afghan Radio.

and now for something completely different

I forgot to post this article. It's sad, those pictures of mislead kids cheering.

Zeldman's report

Reuters Photo

I want to salute
the ashes of American flags
and all the fallen leaves
filling up shopping bags.

I never realized what nice architecture the towers had.

My day yesterday was scary. I guess the terrorists did their job if they wanted to scare a lot of people. I woke up and was getting ready for work when I saw on the news, the report of a plane hitting one of the World Trade Center Towers. I thought that maybe it was a mistake, I said to my husband "Who would get that close to NYC in their flight plan?" It was really shocking but that was the first domino.
As I walked in to work here in Evanston, people were chatting about the news, we tried to listen to NPR, and then to watch the television in the board room, which had terrible reception. The news and a lot of rumors were pouring in. My boss left the building with a couple of others who went to our second work building to see CNN. I gallantly tried to stay and work, though no one was working, no one could get their minds off of what was happinging all over our country.
I imagined my father in law in the air, a pilot for Delta Airlines, either flying one of the four hijacked planes, and two of my best friends who work in NYC in the chaos.
As soon as we settled in to see news reports with the few remaining co-workers that didn't leave, security guards and janitors in my building told us to GET OUT NOW. I didn't know what was happening, I did get a chance to call my husband and ask him to pick me up. I thought Chicago was next to be attacked and I wanted to be with him. He said he could get me in an hour.
As I got to the elevators to leave work (about 10:30am), I was informed by other co-workers that our building had a bomb threat, and that was why we had to leave.
Knowing I had to wait for my husband to get me, I didn't know where to go. Hearing about so many terrible things, and thinking there might not be an end to it, I was fully expecting something to happen here.
In the hour I waited for Adam to pick me up I looked down at my hands. Every time my hands were shaking and shaking. Strangers on the street were striking up conversations about the events of the day.
Adam picked me up and we were both in shock and the only thing we could do was talk about it. We eventually went home and verified if our friends were ok, and if Adam's father was allright. We watched the news all day and into the night.
Now that I think back to yesterday, driving home and looking at the neighborhoods, houses, and lawns, and driveways, and mailboxes, and American flags, I noticed that the people walking past were silent. They were serious. They were in a silent rage.

This is an email I recieved yesterday. I thought I would share it with you all:

Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2001 11:49:59 -0700 (PDT)
From: Lord Chango
Subject: dangerously sick to my stomach....
To: supah@supah.com
Status: RO

howdy burrito beaters,

I am sick to my stomach. This is very sad. I hope we
go to war. I feel silly singing songs about hate and
depression and writing hedonistic poems and songs that
literally overnight I don't have the soul to play
anymore. I hope we as a country collectively and
violently puke on the sons-of-bitches who did this.
May you learn to shoot in your moment of silence. God
help us......

adam's diary made me happy today

Adult Swim
We saw this last night, and some of it was really funny (The Brak Show) but some of it (Aqua Teen Hunger Force) was really really smelly.

(Jerry Lewis) Bad Publicity

:: curiousmedia.com ::
i love the floating cat head.

Nice!
Barbie Aloha Wear

a monkey washing a kitty IN ACTION!

a monkey washing a kitty

Where have you seen this funny pimp guy before???
Could it be the Supah.com messanger bag?

Hi! I'm Pink Freak, and isn't that obvious?...What's your glam rock name?

David Letterman's gum in an ashtray

Hello Kitty .45