The real takeaway is: It’s always somethin’.

With my luck, as I’m drowning and before entering the blissful state of anoxia, I’ll be eaten by a shark.

Couldn’t possibly be a Russian bear....

“A man in a can”

I encouraged a friend who blows the sax, busking, to put one over the bell.

!Caramba!

“If the thunder don’t get ya, then the lightning will.”

Don’t spend the least; nor the most.

Don’t spend the least; nor the most.

Thanks!

Good luck, Murph!

That last photo reminds me of the cover art for the Who’s ‘Who’s Next’.

Yeah, stre, I feel like the guy complaining he had no shoes, until he met a guy with no feet.

What Tolkien edited out was the other companions; a secretary, publicist and PA - were kept in the waiting room.

‘Onan’ Van Leeuwenhoek is what they called him after that.

“I hope you bought a lotto ticket afterwards.”

The news tthis morning said,’Cain attended the Tulsa Trump rally. He was diagnosed with C19 nine days later, but it isn’t known if he was infected before then’.

Computers think that emails take the same amount of storage space as snailmails.

Reformed Catholic, eh? (I’m not a reformed Catholic, I am viewed as a fallen Catholic, having walked away after twelve years of Catholic education)

And here in NH

“anti-Southern sentiment”