Yes. it’s the ultimate in irony. A parking lot letting you know they “care”. How great is this? Makes your soul cringe, doesn’t it? As long as you remove all belongings and do not hold the lot owner responsible for anything that might happen to your car, including, but not limited to, lightning strikes and hobos pissing on it. Care = Visa / MC.

Yes friends, say hello to cat scratch. Carpat style. Being intimately familiar with the Carpathian mountains I have to say, my curiosity was peaked. Why do cats like to scratch “Carpat style”? Is there more that meets the eye in the random scraggly Carpathian mountain feral cat? I honestly don’t know. What I do know is that it makes less waste. And that is all that matters.

Just in case you were wondering of the spelling of frog in Japanese. Here it is.

Think about this message when you look at some well shined apple on a fruit stand. Is it sufficient on the body?

Yes, Rock Kids, happy hard core to all! Never mind the completely conflicting message of rebellion experssed on a happy journal notebook. One can not help but wonder why the urge to happily hard core is printed on a girly journal! What does this say?

The Japanese dollar store is always an adventure. Hours of fun guaranteed when checking packaging up close. Like this here piece of automotive safety. I can only assume this is a “sick” bag. And  judging by the look of both driver and passenger, one bag might just not be enough.

Yes. The other walking Hungarian man. While the 1st one looked pleasantly chubby and relaxed, this one i believe is meant to stress the pedestrians out. Hurry up, hunch over and cross that street. There is a Tatra truck heading straight for that tiny porkpie hat of yours. Make it snappy!

This is one of 2 Hungarian walking men I came across. I admire him for his debonair air and his mid-section, no doubt softened by too much sour cream enhanced goulash. What gets me though, is the hat. When letting people know that this is a safe area to get your carcass across the road, do you really need to start wondering: Do I have / need a hat to be here??? Come on Hungary. Ditch the hat.

Way to go Fashion! This IS how I buy my jeans. In a stupor! I stared at this storefront in Italy for a few minutes, while my synapses were misfiring, generating a really powerful headache. Which made me wonder… What would Luis Black say right now?

As a pedestrian, this is one of the more unexpected vehicles you could be run over by in a crosswalk. Generally, all motorized things are driven by one brain. This vehicle has 2 brains so you really have to watch out. Then again, judging by the driver’s lack of seatbelt, I wouldn’t worry about his brain making the effective decisions here.