A random construction crew stopped by my neighborhood today and randomly started drilling a random hold in the middle of the street. They were a few houses down so I had to zoom in all the way on my camera to get a picture of them.

I have this odd feeling that some random person is going to randomly fall into that hole…

Edit (June 4, 2010):

I checked back today and it seems like they filled the hole up with tons of pebbles and put a ‘Bump’ sign near it. The only problem is that the ‘Bump’ sign is about twenty feet away from the bump. People expect the bump to be where the ‘Bump’ sign is, but after they realize there’s no bump, they start speeding up. Then they hit the bump.

That is one of eight mosquito bites that I have right now.

I’m going to start going around biting mosquitos myself and see how much they like it.

UPDATE (June 02, 2010):

My mosquito bites are now turning into odd bruises…

If I’m infected with some random undiscovered disease that makes mosquito bites turn into bruises, and I disappear off the face of the planet within the next few days, it’s possible that this disease is fatal and that I died from it. If so, check in the chair in my office or in my bed for my body so it doesn’t start rotting.

There was a sizzling red sunset earlier this evening, and I decided to take a picture of it.

The only problem is that the sizzling red sun decided to randomly disappear in the photograph.

Does this mean my camera’s broken?

Adam: Here’s a camera, could you take pictures during my graduation ceremony?

Parents: Sure.

After we get back home from my high school graduation ceremony, I scroll through the pictures on my camera.

Adam: Uhh… did you not take more than two pictures during the ceremony?

Mom: We tried, but it was so bright that we couldn’t even see the screen on the camera, so we just gave up.

Adam: Did you really just say that?

So I was hoping that I could have at least 50 or so good pictures of the entire graduation ceremony that I could post up here, but I only have two. Never again will I trust my parents to take pictures of an important event.

UPDATE (May 30, 2010):

One of my buddies was able to find me this picture of the cap throw.

She didn’t tell me who took the picture, so if you recognize this picture and know that you took it, let me know and I’ll give you credit for it here.

I have already tried spinning it in circles, pushing random buttons, turning it off and turning it back on, and plugging it into my computer and unplugging it.

If you know how to fix it, share your intelligence with me and I will be eternally grateful.

While you’re at it, tell me why I love technology but technology does not love me back.