Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Mind meld

Now that yours antisocial has met a local blogger other than the Duchess who doesn't exactly count being a fellow inmate at the Towering Slab, interwebs greetings, scourge of dandelions, I feel all bright young thingy. Here's where Jake would say ewww, but thankfully Space Casino scoffing is more universal than I previously dreamed of. Sometimes I love you, stupid burg.


















Zombie third-rate grunge lives.
Nothing personal, guys, but T-virus vaccine, stat.



















Sucker bet, n. that the shine will wear off sooner rather than later.



















Because I'm awful, you can't tell the signage says Filming In Progress. For flicks more thrilling than either that or this, come back for the late show wink nudge.



















Okay, lead the way --



















to mold --



















& smokes? At least I don't feel ripped off.

7 comments:

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

the Duchess who doesn't exactly count

Good strategy, R.G.

When she starts pulling down the big bucks at the blackjack tables, she can point to this post and claim innocence.
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Prunella Vulgaris said...

Why win at craps when one can Win The Future with Science?

susan said...

I have a feeling this whole casino thing may not end well.

Jim H. said...

I hate to be the one to point it out, but that Horses Hoe pic is just the wee-est bit fuzzy. You might try holding your hands a little steadier or using the "Auto Focus" function on your camera.

How can they be flimming in Clevelandia? I thought the Avengers and those extra-terrestrial worms busted it up but good.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

R.G. is a poet-warrior in the classic sense, Jim H.

He had to stay in character while taking that picture.
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Beach Bum said...

I'm just waiting for someone down here to start talking about building our own casinos on the coast. With everyone else doing it South Carolinians will start to feel insecure again.

Randal Graves said...

if, I too simply want to win a part of the future.

duchess, my eyesight's already poor as is, I don't need blindness.

susan, are you suggesting that we can't milk some tourist coin out of The Ghost of Comic Sans tours in a few years?

jim, in my defense, the Duchess' head got in the way as I was setting up a tastefully artistic shot. Then I just got lazy.

You doubt the apple pie, can-do spirit of Captain America?

BB, frankly, I'm shocked it hasn't happened yet. You've got the ocean to lure more suckers than most places.