Beauty, George calls out. And here it is:

My favorite:

Don't you think:

Nope, pure class, pure class:

Well, I guess this guy decided to cross the street in the last 1970s:

I imagine that if a fairytale were to take place in New York, they would use at least some of the following images:

Sometimes guys wearing shrimp suits in Times Square:

It might look a little bit like this:

It doesn't really work anywhere else:

Delight!:

After photographing the cannolis in Venice, I am suddenly becoming confident again in my food photos. Of course, with these I wanted them to look like weird, faded advertisements. Was I successful? You be the judge:

Please go away:

Here, literally:

And there is the shot:

I got up this morning, went to breakfast and am going to have a quiet evening at home.

I have to wonder what in god name's this guy was thinking when he got up this morning:



Apparently this guy is doing some kind of promotion for his novel. Usually I thought that involved being clothed and not writing on yourself in Sharpie. I could be wrong though. More? Of course there is more:



I saved the best for last. Trust me:

Prepare yourselves for soon to be coming your way, the extra, extra, extra weirds:

Trees, I mean trees: