The jury is still out as to whether this will be my last "Descent into Madness" post. If I were to go into a part IV, people might start to assume that I am some pretentious child who thinks that they are better than everyone else because they [i] know their Roman numerals. Well, honestly, I learned my Roman numerals in fourth grade. I deserve to use them whenever I feel fit. Yes, I am one of those people.
Roman numerals or not, Midnight Madness continued late into the night as everything was opened until midnight [ironic, i know]. No one in my group bought a single item at any of the stores. Lame consumers. Who do we think we are? Taking advantage of all the goodness, but not supporting the economy. However, let these pictures bring you Christmas joy.
Roman numerals or not, Midnight Madness continued late into the night as everything was opened until midnight [ironic, i know]. No one in my group bought a single item at any of the stores. Lame consumers. Who do we think we are? Taking advantage of all the goodness, but not supporting the economy. However, let these pictures bring you Christmas joy.
The most astounding thing happened when we were out and about. We saw the elusive M.B.! Yes indeed. He was lurking at a local tavern, enjoying the sights and sounds.
A few portraits.
And a few posed pictures [because none of the other pictures were posed at all].
And one last one of Maryland Avenue, because it is beautiful.
I love hearing your humor in your posts :)
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