My roommate Charlie has flown to Huston Houston for a week of training for his new job.
I dropped him off at the airport at 5:45am.
Three hours later I’d stopped wearing clothes around the house.
So this is what being a grown up is like.

My roommate Charlie has flown to Huston Houston for a week of training for his new job.
I dropped him off at the airport at 5:45am.
Three hours later I’d stopped wearing clothes around the house.
So this is what being a grown up is like.
Ladies, please, there’s enough to go around.

After spending two weeks of spare time and $500 on supplies I’ve finally finished bagging, boarding and sorting my entire comic book collection.
No surprise they’re mostly DC and Marvel. I did some culling and I have ~700 issues that are going down to either the swap-meet or Goodwill.
Before taking them back into storage I figured I’d take a picture. Then things got out of control.
Pictures and Photoshop effects by Charlie Yi, who I wish would have told me that I had a stupid look on my face for most of these.
I was twelve-year-old boy browsing in the magic store in the mall when the pretty, blonde, teenage clerk asked me if I wanted a demonstration of a trick.
I can’t remember anything about the trick because I spent the entire time staring down her shirt.
When she was done I sheepishly thanked her and extracted myself from the store.
I was embarrassed about what I’d done and I was sure she thought I was some kind of pervert.
Ten years later, I convinced myself that she might have been flattered.
Ten years after that, I stopped caring what she thought.
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