"Invisible City"

I once went out with a hippy girl who didn't shave her pits but she was so hot and had such nice breasticles that I really didn't mind.

That's the same way I feel about this project. Invisible City seems like a cool idea but it's way too nice and happy to keep my attention . . . like most blondes 30 seconds after sex. Here's the gist of the endeavor:

The project will provide a structure that encourages citizen participation through contributing answers to a series of questions about each individual’s Kansas City from the perspective of sight, sound, smell, touch, emotion, and color.

Okay, I'll bite. After my parents divorce, I was bummed out and stayed at my Grandma's all day for awhile. The place always smelled like Mexican food. I touched myself a lot during that period. One day as I was leaving, a bunch of Black guys surrounded me by my car and I was lucky as hell my Granny's boyfriend came out to save my ass. Put that on a postcard and mail it. Fuckers.

Upon further review, I found that it's a project put together by UMKC's Creative Studies Department so I can safely ignore it because it has absolutely no application to the real world, like most things in college. Local blogger Heidi does a better job of explaining the project anyway.