I take a lot of photos of dance performances.
Maybe too many.
Sometimes, I smile.
Sometimes, I wince.
And then there’s the times... well... you know...
Normally, I like to call this portion of our trip:
Don’t Make Me Call The Dance Police.
But it's a holiday, and The Dance Police have the day off.
What are they doing on their day off?
Oh, you know. The usual...
Walking through strange time portals
Checking out real estate fixer-uppers on Zillow
... no, I'm not going there
Maybe we should go back one...
Man, that's cool
Hiring Liche interior decorators to spruce things up back at the station
Investigating local peanut shortages
Pssst. Web. (frozen piano)
Paying very large library fines
Free hugs and severe lacerations!
(Think Meegan will let me say "asstronomy" ?)
(I said "asstronomy" not "asstrology" !)
Getting a little tan
And something else?
Dang it... you're supposed to prune your garden
Conducting amoral experiments on humans
Okay, back to work...
Thank you, and stay tuned next wheneverthehell for the next thrilling episode.
"Hey. It's Cave. Someone's not daaaancing. Come on. You know the law - testing IS NOT a dance exemption. Don't make me call the dance police"
- Cave Johnson, Portal 2 Perpetual Testing Initiative Expansion Pack.