Here along the shores of the ocean, our terrain is hilly, so we don't get to see a view like this from our great middle America. Flat for miles and miles. The guy who took this was doing maintenance on a radio broadcasting tower. He mentioned that he had recently been on another radio tower and people were down below him, shooting at him, in the belief that he was working on a 5G tower. The dopes who live among us are easily convinced of conspiracies. They believe that 5G technology will kill us all (but nothing is wrong with 4G), that chemtrails are poisoning us, and that Hillary Clinton and others were running a child prostitution ring out of the basement of a DC pizza parlor that has no basement. While amusing on the surface, their stupid gullibility (or gullible stupidity) can have dangerous consequences.
A friend from Egypt asked me what's the best pizza in Baltimore, and I had to go with Pizza John's, nipping second-place finisher Gil's by a pepperoni slice. But do not be confused! Pizza John's is not the same as Papa John's, which tastes like catsup, and imitation "cheese" on white bread.
I love images that interpose the serene and the mundane. This traveler was enjoying the magnificence of Sorrento, but he still had to wash out his socks.
I like my beef rare and my chicken well done. This one looks almost ready!
America still leads the world in terrycloth origami, the art of folding towels into decorations!
A novel use for that old hardhat that's hanging around the basement.
I love trucks, and those forward control chassis jobs were cool to drive. I got the chance to drive one once and it was like I had a bread route.
The humor in "After Life," Ricky Gervais's Netflix series about a man recently widowed, is biting and mordant, but anyone who has ever been in love can relate to the very idea of losing that love. Gervais plays a journalist for a paper that's like the English version of the papers they throw on our lawns, and he meets some rather odd people in that line. Trust me: you'll laugh in spite of yourself!
This is your morning view, if you are lucky enough to live in Reine, Norway.
How ironic that a ship that sank in 1915 is still rather intact, albeit 10,000 feet below the icy Weddell Sea, off the Antarctic Peninsula...and that the name of the good ship was the Endurance! It's currently home to all sorts of marine life way down there, like these anemones. The ship was stuck in ice for ten months, and the crew had to eat whale meat and blubber. You'd blubber too, if you had to eat whale meat for ten months.
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