All I know is....

There had better be a person called, "Milestone" who owns this restaurant, because every time I drive past it, the Grammar Stickler/Super Nerd inside of me goes completely berserk. One day I am going to stomp right in and demand to meet Milestone, owner of Milestone's and if they can't produce such a person, I am going to return under the cloak of darkness and sharpie out that offensive apostrophe.

Hide your calculators when you park.

One good thing about living in this city is that the gangs are not terribly deadly, however there have been a few reports of drive-by auditings and booger flickings & fart jokes have been on the rise, especially with the early spring. So I like to stay on guard at all times.

Here, you can see a spectacular nerd gang flocking toward a rare female nerd who is interacting with them. Shhhh... The male with his jacket collar turned upward, Teenwolf style seems to be the alpha and obviously the most dangerous and attractive to the female. I can hear him now, telling her how many monsters he's slain in World of Warcraft before his horrible Mom made him go take out the garbage. If she doesn't knock it off, he's totally going to get his own apartment.... "No WAY Dude, Did you tell her that??" "No, but I was gunna.."

In fact, just today when we were at the park, there were white-out bottles, empty asthma puffers strewn around and just lines and lines of syntax spray painted all over the sidewalks. It's how they mark their territory. Don't let their lack of guns fool you, though, because you just never know when you'll get home with a nasty post-it note stuck to your back if you nettle them or take too long at AtomicComikz.

I had to take this photo in secrecy with my telephoto lens to avoid being gang-nerded.