Thursday, August 11, 2011

Lake Erie kills monsters

Such as politics (yesterday was more than enough 'cause I've no solution & neither do you) & The Towering Slab, for an hour, at any rate.


















Even being part of a poorly-composed classic still life can't assuage his misery.
Don't worry, Li'l Edgar, we're going to see the blue, blue brown water. 



















So long, suckers.



















Get out, right now.



















My horizons are always crooked. Mayhap I'm crooked.
If so, it doesn't pay as well as it used to.



















Yon Clevelandia.



















Hitchcockian.
























Try & stop me, The Man.



















Pretty, with a side of industry.
























Not as pretty.



















Mexed missages.



















'twas windy.
























I SAID 'TWAS WINDY.



















Sobriety works wonders.
























Can't recall ever seeing a white collar chillin' n' fishin'.



















Even trolls deserve a smoke break.



















Ah, check out that horizon line. Straightedge.
That's not true, I do enjoy a snifter of port at Christmas.



















Got all that?
























Into the wilds of Clevelandia.
























Spooky noochies.
























This spot was very, very peaceful.
























Ireland doesn't have a monopoly on Giant's Causeways.



















Not made of rubber, though metal's a possibility if they're NSA bots.



















Free food.



















I really don't want to go back to work.
























Bloody 'ell, it's Merrie Olde.
























I really really don't want to go back to work.



















Satan-worshiping nutjobs are everywhere. Ruining shots.



















Yeah, yeah, we're going.



















Back to work it is. But I don't have to like it.

11 comments:

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Hey, I thought there was going to be a picture of a dead monster?
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okjimm said...

I like th3e first pic..... you can never go wrong with a pic of a Poe-tater.

Jim H. said...

At first I thought it said 'Inner city Yacht Club'. Now that would be a sign!

Count the fonts and measure the uneven spacings on the Keep off Rocks sign. Signage by committee, no?

Can you actually eat bass from Lake Eerie w/out getting some form of industrial ick?

S.W. Anderson said...

Another nice diversion, Randal.

It always seems odd to see bodies of water and rivers near populous areas, in nice weather, deserted or nearly so.

Randal Graves said...

if, sorry man, Famous Ray's beat us to it.

okjimm, you're really descending into the maelstrom.

jim, I bet Venice has one!

Knowing Clevelandia, this was probably a subcommittee of a temporary special council.

Given all the toxic fumes inhaled on a daily basis, what's one more poison poisson?

SWA, because the city works hard for the money, so hard for the money. Except us.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Yes!
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Mary Ellen/Nunly said...

Maybe on your next trip you can do an interview with the troll under the bridge.

I never knew Cleveland was so cool. Maybe I'll stop in instead of driving by next time.

susan said...

I'm thinking the local Chamber of Commerce might give you money for the pics. Please don't sell them unless they agree to take the comments as well.

TheCunningRunt said...

Don't listen to that bastard, climb all over those slippery rocks (like I needed to tell you that!).

Take a bottle of wine with you.

Demeur said...

Seeing as how Clevelandistan speaks another form of English I guess pictures will have to suffice.

I voting?!

Randal Graves said...

if, ah! My ears!

nunly, fooled you once, shame on you, fooled you twice, you know the rest.

susan, as I've said more than once, the comments are by far the most interesting part of this blog. I hope that's enough because I can't afford a bribe.

TCR, get blotto on lunch? Well, I suppose we could hitchhike back to work.

demeur, klaatu barada nikto!