I think someone's mom got mad

Either that or someone finally woke up and thought "Hey! Maybe I'm too old to be obsessed with Sailor Moon. Maybe I am too obviously Caucasian to wear Lolita. Maybe it is ridiculous of me to wear spandex in imitation of a video game character. Maybe mom is right. I like having clean hair and not grossing people out with my imitation Japanese language skills!"

That's what I imagined happened, what I would like to believe happened to cause what looks like an otaku funeral at my local Goodwill.

Whole series' of Manga. In English of course.


Hello Kitty humidifier. Quite possibly the saddest nerdiest thing I have ever seen. Ever. In my whole life.


What is this, Dragonball? I have no idea. It was laminated though, like for easy clean up and I had no desire to pick it up to see who it was.


As if to prove my neighborhood is going downhill, I went to the grocery store and what did I see tied up in the parking lot like a hobo's pet? A half-grown Griffon Fauve de Bretagne. Fucking hipsters. I can't begin to describe what was wrong with the whole situation. I looked around for the owner inside and I suspect it was the hipster female who looked like a jewelry designer because she looked kinda moronic. She can't even tie her expensive dog to the front of the store? She has to leave him in his pink harness out by the shopping carts? She's lucky he wasn't stolen for bait.


Poor dog. I hope she's not feeding him a vegan diet.