Doppelgangers, dude. Doppelgangers. Really old ones.

I’d like to start out today’s post by wishing a very Happy Birthday to Angie the Queen of Kings. Be sure to wish her one as well.

Yesterday was another strange one. If you haven’t seen yesterday’s Daily Photo, then peep my fresh new t-shirt:

Not exactly true, but still funny.

I just had to have it. I almost bought the one that said “I give my word to stop at Third. – Arkansas Abstinence Day 1987” This close to buying it.

Let’s talk about me being a time traveller for a second. Remember when I use to claim to be from the future. It is because I am. I travel all through time. You can thank What Pear of Truth for the evidence that I am about to lay on you. Are you ready to believe? You’d better be.

Shitty beard? Check. Tiny glasses? Check. Microscope? Check. Loving cat? Check.

I told you I was from the future and you didn’t believe me. That was painted in the mid-1800s. So, suck it non-believers. Also, I ordered a really nice framed copy of this painting to hang in my office. Just so you know.

And if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to run to the bank for Jesus. More soon. ~SC