real, not real

So I won't lie. Life is good. Exhausting as it may be, life is good. Here is a series of pictures, though, to contrast imaginary 'John life' and real John life


IMAGINARY: this is the place I stayed in Venice. Really it is. But I did not stay in this room. Nor did the walls and ceilings of my room have art like this. Rather...


...they looked like this

ok, what is the appropriate title for this image? "séance with orb in hand and man being born out of right knee of scary woman?"

Then of course, there is the rest of Venice. all that F&$@ing water. so ugly


and more water...oh wait, that's not Venice...


but that is! Ok, well that's mostly Mary, but Venice is all around here...can't you tell? look how much she loves it!


...things like this. it's not ancient, but I think it's important or something. Some Doge lived there, right?


Oh, and they had this big canal...i forget what it's called...


but one has to return to work, right...


yeah, not quite as glamorous, huh?
eh. I'll make it somehow...

sneeze

turn up the sound on your computer to about mid-level, press play and watch / listen. Pandas are hilarious.