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Despite my vow to get rid of stuff, I just ordered this book:

Fruits, by Shoichi Aoki. It's a collection of Japanese street fashion portraits. I'm also wanting to scavenge a copy of "The Gothic & Lolita Bible". Wish I could pull off that look.

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This wins for the stupidest thing I've read in a while.

An injunction handed down against a group of New Orleans party promoters last Wednesday charges that glowsticks -- along with pacifiers, Vicks VapoRub and dust masks -- are "drug paraphernalia," and their presence on a dance floor is a sign that illegal drug activity is taking place.

Glowsticks. GLOWSTICKS. Sheesh. But then no one ever claimed the War on Some Drugs made sense. Time to go hit up Glowzone before they make owning glowsticks a felony. =P