I Wish I Could Just Sleep...

... but, once again, it's 4 AM and I have tried to go to bed three separate times tonight.  I lay in bed trying to make myself sleep, but after a half-hour, I usually give up and try to do something for a bit, then try it again a little while later.  I did homework during the first break.  I applied to Goldman Sachs after my second failed attempt.  I blogged after the third.  Hopefully the fourth time is the charm.

I have nothing to write about.  I will just share some of the photos I collect.  I don't have kids--this is as close as I get to posting pics that almost no one cares about.  Although in my case, I doubt if even close friends and family care about these.

I like the violence of this one--nasty, bloody, terrible.

Everything is melty.

I am going to work on this version of cool.

A smoking chimp is always funny--especially with that expression.

The Japanese manga fan in me likes this image.

I love the idea of pure desolation.

I think this is a good portrait.  Also, I need more tats.

Look, an artist penguin drawing a self-portrait of himself as an artist penguin--so meta!

The Mexicans have some scary stuff.  This shot also reminds me of Broek.

Besame mucho por favor.

Ha!  Lolcatz are always good.

People told me I looked like him as a kid.  As an adult, I feel like him sometimes.

Yeah, true enough.

Come on!  A banana with a top hat!

There was some pain involved in getting this shot.

 I believe this is true.