It's been awhile since there was a 7-alarm fire in Baltimore, but here it was the other night. It burned for well more than 24 hours at a multi-story mattress warehouse at North Bentalou Street and Edmondson Avenue. What's left of the building will be torn down. If you live here in the Northeast, this is why Amtrak was shut down for a while between here and DC...this is right by the tracks.
Apparently, Paul was the cause of the formerly-high labor rates, but they tied a can to him, so come on over and get your transmission overhauled for much less!
Here's what can only be called an "idyllic English countryside scene."
I have seen the Weinermobile, but the LL BeanBoot car has not driven down here, as far as I know. I'd go!
Popeye and Olive Oyl take in the carnival!
If you ever see me out at a swanky restaurant, that's not I. But if someone forces a side of asparagus on me, come on over and help yourself. Nice joke, though!
The new Pope is a baseball fan, so Jason Perash, an Orioles fan from Colorado, took some baseballs to the Vatican in hopes of getting a papal-autographed ball. Before he signed it, Pope Leo XIV asked Perash the key question: "White Sox or Cubs?" Perash got it right and the Pope got write to it.
Perhaps it will help you get the joke if I tell you that the beret is sort of raspberry-colored...
Anyone sharing their home with a cat knows, you can buy all the Karpeted Kitty Kondos they make, and Felix would rather have a shoe box.
One was considered to have "made it" in the cultural world of the 50s and 60s and maybe the 70s by being depicted on the cover of TIME Magazine. Everyone saw your mug on their coffee table, the doctor's waiting room, and the checkout stand at the Try 'N' Save. Today, I don't even know if there is a print edition of TIME, and all you see at the cash register is skinny pictures of Ariana Grande. Sad times.
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