This is a picture of me in Washington D.C. getting rubbed out by a GIANT ERASER. You can never go wrong with sculptures that are EXTREMELY HUGE versions of silly things. When we finally move out of our claustrophobia-inducing apartment, I fully expect to have myself a yard that will contain MAMMOTH playing cards, GIGANTIC tic-tacs, and awfully gosh-darn BIG dental retainers for all to see and admire. I will be a proud man, mowing the grass and weed-wacking around my MONOLITHIC Rectal Thermometer.