April 21, 2009
the fate of that birthday man was sealed in the shape of a pink painted egg.  it was a real egg that he smashed onto his forehead, unaware that it wasn’t the same as all the rest of the eggs he smashed onto his forehead, which had been filled with cheap confetti. this photograph is called “i lost my dignity at an NIH party and all i got was this GPS” also:  all scientists wear black.  except for andy the pom.  and me.  but i’m not a scientist, i just can’t seem to stop going to their parties.

the fate of that birthday man was sealed in the shape of a pink painted egg.  it was a real egg that he smashed onto his forehead, unaware that it wasn’t the same as all the rest of the eggs he smashed onto his forehead, which had been filled with cheap confetti.

this photograph is called “i lost my dignity at an NIH party and all i got was this GPS”

also:  all scientists wear black.  except for andy the pom.  and me.  but i’m not a scientist, i just can’t seem to stop going to their parties.