We should all be like my buddy Josh -- he stopped whining about the pictures of my dog being plastered all over this site and actually did something about it. Sorry, Memphis, we'll put you back at the top of the page one of these days, but for now I have a bunch of bitchin' new banner graphics (which Josh keeps calling mastheads for some reason, like we're on a frigate or something) to cycle through. I hope you dig 'em.
The masthead (ooooh, look how smart I am) above will make a lot more sense if you're familiar at all with the TV show House. If not, then I can only assume you haven't seen it because you're laid up with a case of paraneoplastic syndrome. Or necrosis of the liver. Or maybe vasculitis. Don't worry -- I'll figure it out in the last five minutes.
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