I watch this and imagine an elderly Busby Berkely is taken late at night to Studio 54 to hobnob with Liza and Liz Taylor. Remembering his youth, he takes a couple of lines of coke (which, unknown to him, has been laced with angel dust) and he begins to trip. The result is the above. That’s the only possible reason I…

This is exactly what the 80s meant to me. In fact the first time I heard this song was during sex, which is perfectly appropriate.

30th Street Station in Philly, perhaps?

All on a bus, of course.

Unión Station was my guess.

We can’t have monogrammed thermoses with red allergies every week. There is a finite amount of crazy.

That was Kiss N Fly, originally known as Halls, where I had my first date in 1985. So many memories!

It’s from “wa sha allah.” “God willing.”

So was mine. I had very liberal teachers in high school who were all amazing. Sex Ed was taught by a coach but was still pretty good, for what it was.

Rain is actually on 4th Street in Austin.

Frederick County — west central MD — isn’t that the one with the northernmost Confederate memorial (outside of Gettysburg)?

It actually offends, this Comic Sans.

Longview? And thanks for this. It drives me crazy that Texas has become yet again a stereotype. I think it was better when Time wrote that kids rode horses to class at Texas Tech. IN 1981.

That would be a good thing as the Guv has very little power, unlike the Lite Guv, the head of the Railroad Commission (deals with oil & gas & railroads, oddly), and the AG.

Ojalá! (That’s one of them)

Western MD, right?

That sounds like fun, for what it was, and there are many less attractive spots to be stranded, like the NJ Turnpike

There’s always Route 1/9, which parallels the turnpike and which I diverted to one time when there was an accident at about exit 6. I went up that ancient highway all the way to the Hudson Tunnel and was surprised how fast it was.

I was once stranded about 3 miles north of the last rest area on the southbound sid of the NJT. However it was at 10 pm on a very hot July night, so there was really nothing to do but nap. I was close to the front of the line. A tractor-trailer had flipped and was blocking the entire roadway. At about 230 we were…

I can’t condone hoarding!!