fava beans and a nice chianti or tabasco with a bottle of ripple?

I'm typing away on the office computer when that tune from the Geico commercials starts blaring in my head. It "I always feel like... Somebody's Watching Me..." I swiveled around in my ergonomically correct desk chair, all levers and dials set at stun. I fully expected to see that stack of money with the googly eyes, but to my horror, I found myself staring into this eyeball! He's Baaaack!

I snapped this picture with my camera phone, not really sure if this macabre apparation would even appear. Either the vampire test only works with real film, or at least this fella is not of the undead. He could still be wired. I plan on setting a snare and we shall see.

If I'm lucky, this guy may learn the painful truth about Thanksgiving dinner during the Obama years. We'll see how anxious he is to eyeball me over the plate of dressing!