Wendy the Cake; Or, What I Would Look Like If I Was A Cake

Late at night, when you can't sleep, do you ever wonder what you would look like if you were a cake? Ok, I can't say the thought ever actually crossed my mind but I encountered the answer tonight - in Little Ethiopa of all places - in the storefront of a fancy cake shop:


It's eerie. It doesn't even look like cake until you look at the non-cactus cakes. Then you realize, holy crap, somebody thought it would be a good idea to make a cactus cake. And they made it look exactly like me. I wonder if they've been reading my blog?


Question: What sort of sick $^%& buys a Cactus Cake? EVEN THE CACTUS THINKS THIS IS CRAZY.

p.s. Jo is driving me crazy.