easter madness

Now that Easter Sunday has passed, would you kind folks remove your obnoxious symbols of bunny love.

We Easter Grinches need not your reminders of peeps, eggs, and fake green grass.

Especially not this glowing peep/bunny abomination haunting our neighborhood and our dreams.

This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs

Wayan Vota

Married, mortgaged, and soon to be a father, Wayan Vota is in the fast lane to mid-life respectability – until the day his brood finds his intimate journal of global traveling and curses him with the ever-eternal reply “I’m gonna be just like you, Dad!”