Ah, life in the fast-paced, ever-changing world of architecture! I was in the office until nine o'clock tonight drawing a bank. Why did I have to put in twelve hours to draw a bank? Well, you see, the project was due today, and I had already finished the banks that I had to draw, so I was helping a coworker who was not yet done with the bank he was drawing. I figured it would be no big deal, as I would have whatever he had drawn to work off of, and I would just quickly finish it up and get back to my urgent game of minesweeper. So I had him give me what he had drawn. Here is what I had to work off of:
One of those squiggles is a bank, and another is the adjacent parking lot. Another one appears to be President Chester A. Arthur as a vampire. That one in the upper right corner might be a portrait of Rorschach from Alan Moore's "The Watchmen." Also, I think one of them is supposed to be a tiger raping Margaret Thatcher. The tiger is named Route 27.
In an entirely unrelated story, I was in a grocery store the other day when one of the apples squeezed my ass. I complained to the manager who said, "So what? Our fruit is very fresh!"
One of those squiggles is a bank, and another is the adjacent parking lot. Another one appears to be President Chester A. Arthur as a vampire. That one in the upper right corner might be a portrait of Rorschach from Alan Moore's "The Watchmen." Also, I think one of them is supposed to be a tiger raping Margaret Thatcher. The tiger is named Route 27.
In an entirely unrelated story, I was in a grocery store the other day when one of the apples squeezed my ass. I complained to the manager who said, "So what? Our fruit is very fresh!"
That drawing rocks. I think that actually is one of the hidden levels in Pac Man.
That place at the bottom...is that Xavier's Institute for Wayward Mutant Children?
mmm steak.