I walked out my office building turned right to stroll toward one of three starbucks within two blocks of me and then holy merde, I saw this outrageous gargantuan sharp-toothed curiosity floating on the back of a pickup truck across the street. So ya, of course I had to take a couple pictures of the spectacle. We know I'm no roving reporter as the men on the union bank picket line who are in charge of the giant GREEDY CORPORATE RAT BASTARD balloon had wished, however I blog, so there's my disclaimer to any and all strange public behavior I may exhibit. Perhaps I can crochet a mini version one day, tee hee. Then I was off to buy a latte from one of the greediest corporate rat bastards of them all. touche.