It's All About Perspective. Literally.

Sometimes dinner and a movie (opera, symphony, ballet - insert entertainment here) is so passé - especially in this economy.

So, as the vitamin deficient pirate says: When life gives you scurvy, make lemonade.

Or maybe last night we had a bit too much of our own Kool-Aid. Either way, there are photos as evidence - not to mention a few really confused people at Barnes & Noble.

Barnes & Noble isn't really the best place to go SleeveFacing as there are no record sleeves in a book store. So we used the next best thing: magazines.

For the unaware and/or uninitiated, SleeveFacing is when you use a record sleeve's picture to create an illusion with your own body parts. It's all about perspective, really. Literally.

Without further ado, here is last night's future blackmail material:

Pouty . . . with a floating wrist.

I couldn't think of any gang signs to flash, so I went for the Napoleon look. Nice shades, eh?

She's a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world.

Wishful thinking, I know. But I love how James Joyce's floating head makes it all the more surreal. It's like an anti steroids ad: this could happen to you - extra head and all.

Don't ever let your 3 year old help apply make up.

That's my pin-up doll.