Sunday, April 26, 2009

I spy a...

Sometimes I see things. No, not like the Sixth Sense kid. It's more like I Spy. As in I spy a face in a place that I call home base.


Don't get it? I see a face on the end of Eichberg Hall (where I spend every waking moment doing my projects). Still don't see it? That's okay, I've passed by this side of the building hundreds of times and then one day it was just apparent, staring at me so to speak. Ironically, there was a red car perfectly positioned at the mouth which, in my mind, turned into a tongue sticking out.

Still can't see it? Maybe this will help...


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