Monday, July 4, 2011

Pithy title

Shirley worship & follicly-challenged solidarity soundtracks walks well.

Alert genius that I am, the point-and-click failed to accompany yours truly on solo Clevelandia darkthroning, so you're stuck with the following mediocrity.

But unlike a gallon of gas, & life, there's no cost to you.

Awoke too late to take the sunrise in from a high seat.
Staying up the same ruins (almost) everything.

An expert shutterbug would have displayed the Byzantine sky, though the digs are Lutheran. No one home, so couldn't even coax out a Thirty Seconds War.

Even the burbs are classier in black & white.


Mr. Tree, let me join you in that disconsolate droop.


Thanks a lot, wind, there goes my Pulitzer.

I, for one, welcome our new insect overlords.


First Ohio, then the world.

AKA hey you asshole stop service.

Listen, bub, I just scratched your belly.

Must be why gentlemen don't prefer summer, all that heat.


Mary Ellen/Nunly said...

I'm hoping you'll take your camera for some nice shots of fireworks. I've tried with my crappy camera while taking firework shots at the ballpark and they always come out crappy...even if I have the setting for fireworks. False advertising. I was duped.

btw, the ant picture made me wonder if there is a world takeover...I awoke yesterday morning to see about twenty flying ants on the windowsill in my family room. This morning there was a flying ant mass suicide because the pool had a bunch of them floating on top being sucked in by the skimmer.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

This post has an antsy groove to it.

Anonymous said...

I'm putting on my pith helmet before I read that title again.

With all those ants I'd say it's time to do some work with Formica, the Space-Age Plastic!

Lisa said...

Post title suggestion: The intolerable shirt of flames.

I love show and tell. More please.

thatgirl said...

I hear that Parmastan is lovely this time of year.


Though Shirley Manson is always preferable to Andrew Lloyd Webber.

Laura said...

I hate bugs. ;(


Randal Graves said...

nunly, I think one has to have a fancy daguerreotyping machine. I've never seen an A+ fireworks shot come from a point-and-click, but it's likely we just suck.

if, as long as you don't get ants in your pants, though you do have that fountain of non-blood to wash 'em out.

karl of the österreich, what is best in life? Crush enemies' piths, see the Formica before you & hear the lamentation of the insect kingdom.

lisa, hey, smartypants writer, I'm trying to keep the place incoherent & half-discarded.

thatgirl, it's no Thieveland & Shirley's preferable to most things but most things are preferable to Andrew, but rock doesn't defeat scissors.

laura, even centipedes? That was a fun game, but I always preferred stuff like Zaxxon, Sinistar ("run coward!") & Defender.

susan said...

I hope you're not out running around wearing your shirt of Nessus while snapping snaps of Cleveland. Damn, that's a whole peck of ants.

Sorry about the Pulitzer. Maybe next year.

Laura said...

The ants go marching two by two .. Hurrah! Hurrah!

I've been singing that song all day. Thanks.


ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Randal, I figure M80s were insufficient when it comes to Confederate Civil War reenactors.

Dusty,Hells most vocal Bitch said...

A fine selection of photos m'dear Randal. Looking at them beats trying to figure out wtf you are saying, and what it all means. ;-P

Randal Graves said...

susan, just a shirt with Nessie on it who, unlike Bigfoot, is quite real.

laura, if that ruined your day, don't blame me, blame the radiation that created them.

dusty, hey now, I make perfect sense to me. If you want everything explained, 3 installments of $39.95, all payable up front, plus shipping.