Another beautiful day in my neighborhood...except for that thunderstorm that rolled through this morning.  Knocked out our power at least twice.  Also we had some hail so I had to inspect my car for any damage but there wasn't any just a lot of sap from the tree I parked underneath.  Tonight was the Democratic primary in Pennsylvania and apparently this thing is still not over.  Hillary seems to think she is going to win the nomination but I don't think that will be possible.  Of course within the next week all she will talk about is Obama's relationship with his pastor, Jeremiah Wright.  AND of course Hillary won't mention it and Obama won't mention it because he has tried to stay above Hillary's mudslinging techniques but damn it I will mention it.  I think it is so hypocritical that Hillary is calling out Obama on his relationship with Jeremiah Wright when Bill and Hill brought Wright into the White House to be a spiritual advisor and marriage counselor after Monica-gate.  Anyway I just am getting sick of this whole episode but at least it is better than the media sensationalizing some human interest story to drive the masses into insanity and overprotection of their children.  Time to be funny.

Presenting some defaced money.

I guess things were pretty tough back in the Civil War era and thus would give Abe Lincoln plenty of reasons to turn into Emo Abe.

It's Peanut Butter Washington Time!

It is amazing what a little time and a pen can produce.

Now available at Kentucky Fried Chicken locations nationwide for a limited time only.

Pharaoh Washingkamun...the hieroglyphics add a pleasant touch.

Get your filthy hands off my money you damn dirty apes!

I was thinking of making a pun about a quarter-back and realized it wasn't funny.

I wish my friendly neighborhood Spiderman handed these out instead of slinging all those webs around town.

Washington the 13th.  He hates camp counselors who like to have sex instead of watching over the campers.  (Cue creepy Friday the 13th music)

Those adamantium claws sure look scary.

Mighty Morphin Power Lincoln...you know if he was a MMPR the Civil War would have ended a lot sooner and we wouldn't know who John Wilkes Boothe was or have ever heard of the play Our American Cousin or ever say the expression, "My name is Mud". 

So maybe this isn't defaced and maybe it isn't real but I think this is truly what the economic stimulus package will be when we get it in the mailbox.

Definitely at large.....

This was eerie the first time I saw it, but not as strange as the Wilco/9-11 coincidence.  Dave Matthews played in New York 2 years before the attack on the Trade Center and I can't get a clearer picture but if you look at the tower on the right it looks like there is something bulging out right about where the plane hit. 

Just curious if any of my female readers would go to a gynecologist named Dr. Stiff.  I think I would run as fast as I could in the opposite direction.

Don't have to tell me twice.

I don't think that will be a problem but it might help me find them more attractive.

This is a larger political dilemma than the Clinton/Obama debacle.

Well tomorrow I hope to be back with an all new comic book review.