Probably not the safest method of suspension for a mad scientist, but it gets the job done.
Ryan takes a picture of himself while out for a walk. The timestamp later helped absolve him of a crime committed by Gary Busey nearby.
Math is extra hard with an audience.
Sean watches the blank television, imagining it filled with dancing ladies.
Stab stab stab!
Objects in mirror may be less trippy than you remember once you're sober.
Because lamps aren't dangerous enough.
Portland was relatively green this summer. Much more so than the previous summer, when it was red with the blood of my enemies.
"I'm.....I'm not your enemy, right?"
Madeline and Eva were amused as I prepared to test my theory that the rocks below were made of styrofoam.
Bridge ponderings.
Meanwhile, Ryan was biking thru caves or space or something.
Moss water was better than no water.
Eva had convinced Madeline that if she waited long enough, green lime kool-aid would flow down the hill.
