I'm back in NYC but still have a few things I need to discuss regarding my recent trip to California. This post is dedicated to my cousin. And not my cool cousin who lives in a giant warehouse with his own half pipe and tie-dyed smoking room where the Grateful Dead used to hang ...no, I'm talking about the cousin that lives with my mother and grandmother. He's 19 years old and his only friends are the old ladies mentioned perviously here, here and here. Without going into any further detail, here are photos of his room.
He has these weird dudes all over the place. When I asked them what they were for he said "figures for live fantasy games." I don't think he has any friends to play these games to begin with, and whaaaaaaa. Blows my nerd tendencies out of the water.