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As Thurston Moore gets older, he’s starting to look a lot like George Plimpton.

Just sayin’.

More than 1,000 of them, all available via Pictage. It’s pretty slick. You get your own log-in, and you can mark pictures as favorites then return to order prints if you want. Also, Jordan and I can see which photos you mark as favorites, so please let us know which ones you like.

Again, I thought our photographers at BendtheLight.com did an amazing job. We definitely want to know what you think.

Don’t worry. I’m not going to write a long-winded recap about the single most important, amazing day of my life. That’s why we have pictures. More on those in a second. First things first: I want to thank all the family and friends who attended our wedding, bought us nice gifts, and who (hopefully) had a great time partying with us. Really, it meant so much to see all those great people suffering in the sun waiting…and waiting…and waiting. Waiting to see Jordan and me take our last walks as single people toward a shared future. We’re pretty stoked.

Considering we didn’t hire a planner, I thought things turned out great. Jordan’s parents, Frank and Linda, turned their house into the perfect setting for both the ceremony and the reception, and everyone we’ve talked to seemed to have a good time. Only the weather was uncooperative. Oh, sure we had a lot of sun for the outdoor ceremony. But it was oppressively hot and sweaty and uncomfortable for those of us wearing the finery. And then we had to shut the reception down early when a scary thunderstorm moved into the area. The thunderstorm convinced a lot of people to leave, which meant Jordan and I had to leave in a hurry so there would still be people there to see us drive off in the antique truck. Luckily, we were able to get out of there before the deluge started. Actually, I’m not sure the rain ever came at all.

Anyway, we got through it, but there are some loose ends to tie up…

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Photo courtesy of NASA. Hat tip: Coudal Partners.

A Flickr set of final frames from a bunch of TV shows and movies:

Hello, packrat here(yup, that’s me up there.) I was cleaning out the image contents of my cell phone so you guys get the 6 most interesting pictures out of the 500 plus craptacular ones I took.

Believe me, in the part of town I took this picture, this sign was an understatement. It was nothing more than a desperate cry pleading for sanity in that war-torn Kroger store.

I’m not sure what crazy moon language this is or what it means, but I sure as hell know that it’s not worth the dollar they were asking for it.

Much like Superman peanut butter, Popeye brand spinach, and Dennis The Menace’s unprecedented 30 year reign(1972-2002) as Dairy Queen’s spokestoon, here is yet another baffling licensed tie-in. I can only hope that it’s actually made from purified Care Bear excretions.

I worked security at a haunted house attraction for extra money last Halloween and this giant “Hail Satan” cookie was for someone’s birthday. It was a very strange time in my life.

I thought my Methodist upbringing was fairly laid back until I went to a Catholic fall festival.

I can’t wait to see the other children’s toys based on 70’s disco songs that allude to anonymous sex!

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David Rosmiller, at one of the insurance law blogs I read, points to Northwestern University’s World War II poster collection. Sadly, Northwestern’s database isn’t easily browsed, but it can be searched by text. Check out Rosmiller’s post for more examples. Obviously, the one I picked is a bit ironic, given that the poster was printed before the United States’ Civil Rights era.