My Life in Purgatory

Right.  Well.  It’s been a while since I last posted anything.  I haven’t been dead, but I haven’t been all that lively either.  That fact that I’ve been doing so little of interest day-to-day lately may be part of the reason I haven’t been champing at the bit to post anything.  However, I have to admit that at the base of it, I’ve been being That Guy. You know the one.   The one with a readership-of-one blog that almost never posts, and when he does, it’s to apologize for the lack of posts.  I hate that guy.  And that guy is me.

I’ve got a couple of hopefully worthwhile posts simmering, but for now, all I’ve got is a smattering of Random Ohioishness:

First off, while wandering around Big Lots a while back, I spotted a most unfortunately named product:

Because sometimes I just need to get my hands on a nice milky muffin top.

For those  blissfully unaware of why this is funny, which apparently includes the team of crack brand managers at Malt-O-Meal, I’ve drawn up the following diagram for clarification:

You are what you eat?

Day 38 Part 1: Death Valley

Today’s photographic shenanigans where so expansive, I’ve had to split them into two posts. During the day, I explored Death Valley as mush as possible in a single day (As the guide book tells you, it’s about “twice the size of the state of Delaware!”). Afterwards, I scoped out Las Vegas, which will be covered in the next post.

Starting out in Death Valley:

On the road into the park