It's a comfort knowing that folks like Ghost are out there in some interceptor pipe keeping us safe.

It's not Caine, it's. . .

We can't stop here; this is duck country.

Made sense for Patrick Stewart to be in the movie adaptation since he was a contemporary of Thomas Malory. Apparently, he was in high demand as a model back in the 15th Century. (this evidence is on display at the Cleveland Museum of Art).

Dude was just trying to catch his LIRR train.

Kyrie's flat eartherism has at least given us one of the best nicknames in sports:

Don DeLillo's business card.

Me trying to find a safe place to gather twisteds when I distract in Dandy's World.

Within the galleries of the Cleveland Museum of Art, further proof that Patrick Stewart is in fact a Time Lord.

Reminds me of "The Object" from Led Zeppelin's "Presence".

Latest satellite imagery explains the boom heard across Ohio.

He's gotta get runnin' now.

The Board of Peace.

"It's a warm feeling to stand off and look at your home... to know your wife and loved ones are inside, safe and warm."-John McGreevey, "The Hunt" (Season 1, Episode 4 of The Waltons)

I've gotta get these back to the library before 8 pm tonight. Good thing I have my handy tote bag: it fits pretty well on the handlebars of my Kuwahara. #therightsideup

"Hey Charlie, I'm pregnant Living on 9th Street Right above a dirty bookstore Off Euclid Avenue" www.youtube.com/watch?v=a1v7...

I was thinking more like this:

Mister McBobo strikes again.

Trump administration edict or Nazi policy? It's all the same. Miller is peddling the social Darwinism that the Nazis employed.

Pics of JFK's gravesite that I took a few weeks ago. Even those us of who know better can be intoxicated by the myth of Camelot. Sure, it was an invention of Jackie, Sorensen, Schlesinger Jr, Salinger, et al. But dang it all, I want to believe.

If you see this, post an album cover with a motor vehicle

Toured Arlington the other day with our daughter and her 8th grade class. While visiting JFK's grave, I had the horrible realization that some day there will be a gaudy, garish, tawdry Trump tomb. They'll probably seek to move Arlington House and upstage JFK. Enjoy this view while you can.

This all seems vaguely familiar. . . Side note, Cleveland's Van Sweringen brothers were absolutely destroyed by the Depression. M.J. died in 1935, O.P. followed in late 1936. beltmag.com/train-dreams/

Beret: check. Leather jacket: check. Jodhpurs: check. Cooler than cool: check. My grandmother Adelaide Ganley (nee Clark), born October 24, 1907, on an outing with the Cleveland Hiking Club in the late '20s/early '30s.

"Former drag queen dragged over the coals by the president; film at 11".

What the Smithsonian will look like come November: