Hundreds of years from now, it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove... But the world may be different because I did something so bafflingly crazy that my ruins become a tourist attraction.
Moai money, moai problems.
Build-Your-Own Calendar with this design.
Never attribute to stupidity that which can be adequately explained by a pathological bloodlust for control.
The road to hell is paved with good intentions, and now they’re bringing it right to my driveway and taxing me for it.