Messenger Puppet

Where at least I know I’m free to buy a Japanese car and stick a big ass flag on it to fool my nativist friends.

"wtf" indeed

one of each please

Watch out for Lurlene, Jorge.  She’ll kick your ass if you don’t stick to your own beer.

Seamus McCafferey’s: A place where everyone knows your name, if your name is Bunnahabhain

Day after Super Bowl, Don’t Make Me Think Too Hard edition

Too Hard?

What about this one?

All those lights COULD have come from J.C. Whitney...

Don't get none on ya

Across the street from Bandaids club.  “In the gutter” takes on a different meaning than what we ascribe to the homeless dudes living in the alley.

The stuff of nightmares

I’m sorry.  Every time I pass this house, the roof gives me acid flashbacks to plane and solid geometry with Rollie Akers Griswold.

Or Palin/Arpaio 2012.  Either way, Phoenix will be prepared (but we could use more buckets.  And some industrial grade Purel.  And ear plugs to filter out the shrillness.)

Ready for the first 5 minutes

Douchebags, right in my own backyard.  Impressive harem, Mr. Posse.

There are no photos:  read on and you will understand

So, it’s Wednesday and i am biking to work.  In the morning, the drunks are lined up at the market promptly at 8:30.  It’s Miller time.

15th and Sheridan:  Let’s make a dope deal.  Just keep riding.

Afternoon commute

Oooh, look, grafitti sprayovers (new, competing tags covering older ones).  Looks like blue is asserting itself, along with white.  Just keep riding.

Oh look, a group of angry young men hovering around cars right next to the bike path. BTW, my bike is red.    Just keep riding.  Don’t look to see if they mounted up, lest they see it and do it.

Oh look again, a couple of fine young men sitting on the southbound curb as I am traveling southbound.

Me:   *eases more towards the middle, trying to look non-chalant and preoccupied by my music.

Curb guy:  *Yells something*

Me:    Just keep riding.

Epilogue:  took longer, which is odd, because once I got to the point where it would not look obvious to my new groupies, I busted ass out of there.

Time for a new afternoon route, at least while the social clubs work out their competitive issues.

Viagra for the Sheriff

Pay no attention to frigging tanks on the highway.  It’s just a homeland security exercise (or else the sheriff is planning to arrest more corn vendors).