Me and the BT Cruiser checked out Green-Wood cemetery today while the sun was still bright. Place is frickin' yuge. Only four blocks away, but it's in the direction away from the coffee shops and the supermarket and the man who put a big PUB sign outside his house and we spend alot of time speculating if it's a real pub or just the home of a sad man, but either way we lack the cajones to ring the door bell and ask for a beer. So we never walked over to the boneyard until today.

History. Tombstones going back to the Revolutionary War, tombs far roomier than your apartment, and a creepo New Age crypt where you know there's a fresh body in the wall because a little light goes on like on a preheating oven. And check out this mother we found poking out of the grass:


Creepy, yes? 

We came home and watched Team America. Five word review: Puppetry interesting, not much else.