strange case of dr. freckle and mr. hide.

by robert louis steven(sun).

business venture #73: hammer and (pop)sickle

i think my calling in life may be to open a small business devoted to the creation and sale of communist-inspired frozen treats. the menu would read something like this:

-tito torpedo: popsicle w/ different flavoured layers to represent each of the former yugoslavia's historic regions. symbolic, no?

-eskimao pie: just like it sounds; a chinese-style eskimo pie. aka probably chocolate-covered green tea and/or red bean ice cream on a stick. maybe a chopstick, even.

-ho chi minht chipwich: mint chip ice cream between chocolate chip cookies. kind of like banh mi in ice cream form. only not at all.

-marxibon: just like a maxibon, only more communist. ps i don't actually know what that would imply.

-konstantin chernenkone: plombir ice cream shoved down inside a wafer cone, obviously.

-frozen leninade: frozen lemonade fit for the bolsheviks. probably with some red swirls for maximum commie colour representation.

-che parfait: roughly a zillion layers of argentine gelato interspersed with dulce de leche. might throw in some alfajor crumbles for good measure.

-nicolae ceausescoop: scoop of something romanian-inspired, like tuica-flavoured ice cream.

AND SO ON AND SO FORTH.

kinds of tables: coffee. vege. hux.

oh yeah this happened to me too one time.

anthem du ichinichi (jour in japanese)

lonely highway-zoo nee voo

also, everything is ridiculous, really.

i walked around chinatown for hours today.

anthem du (multiple) jour(s)

gentle roar (mylo rmx)- niki & the dove