In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with The George Washington Bridge.

Today it’s off to Pittsburgh for the weekend.

Travel is so much fun these days!

But at least the sky is clear.

We’ll miss the bridge.

And Zephyr.

And Dante, who would like to remind everyone: not every cat is a lolcat!

I, too, have an obsession with the George Washington Bridge. However, mine involves a nagging compulsion to complete a football pass from the deck of the bridge to a buddy on the ground below.

–Ryan Pissed and Petty (March 31, 2008)