My new outdoor office arrived. I think I'm going to like it.
This was a bumper week for people making offerings to the Sofa Eating Dumpster God of our apartment complex.
Sure, this is the After Party. Take your welcome bag, have a great time. Watch out for the trash pandas.
I presume this is for when the local trash pandas binge-watch the latest American dumpster fire...
So, I'm not saying that our apartment complex is being terrorized by a huge but invisible creature that takes bites out of discarded furniture. But then I'm not not saying that, if you know what I mean...
This is where the lost souls wait on their way to Eternal Damnation. It is no coincidence that Hell's Waiting Room is in my apartment complex.
I'm not an actual Texan, of course, so it's hard to be certain. But this looks like the epitome of social-realist design. Look, they know we're going to need to poop behind a dumpster one day, so why not set up actual facilities? Well done, Austin. Once more, you're at the vanguard of what's possible!