The brain may be edible, but what about the butter?

I couldn't sleep tonight so I went panning in the ether for images of the Buddha for my desktop. I ended up with some butter thief Krishna wallpaper from a bizzare and unkempt site that articulates a great deal of the strange meanderings my brain takes sometime in the name of cerebral mysticism and the search for meaning in life.

The day has therefore dovetailed together nicely, since as I was walking to class this afternoon I reminded myself that a lot what seems magical is quite simple in the end... someone just had to figure out a way to bottle up the proverbial genie.

I love the internet almost as much as I love my girlfriend.