Fellow Losers, Unite!!!

The other day I was whining like a bitch about how alone I was, and just to make it clear how extra gay I am I mentioned how "untethered" I am:

If a fire broke out, the only things I would care about saving would be my Telecaster and my Peter Leroy book. I can be gone in the breath of an air, and no one would even notice. It's hard to even imagine a man less tethered to Earth than myself.

And then today on the train, I see I am NOT alone!

Here's the latest poster for whatever steaming pile of gotta-save-the-world pile of dogshit Russel Crowe is about to unleash on:

The graffiti to the upper right?

"I'd take me about 5 minutes."

HA!  :)