RANDOM PICTURES (SOUNDS LIKE THE NAME OF A HOLLYWOOD STUDIO)

I love photographs…my own, other photographers, amateurs “snapshots”, if it’s a picture of something, made by a human using a camera, I’m interested. I don’t like all that I see (unlike how I feel about women), but I always admire good work, well-performed. (That photo above is one of mine.)

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And I suspect that I’m like a lot of folks when I say that photos, as well as being admirable, evoke thoughts and comments…so I thought I would share some of mine with you guys.

-I believe this picture to be very instructional…I’ve always wondered what kind of a gun to use when you’re “house-hunting”…

-Yeah, some times that sand really is too hot to walk on…

-Early Zeppelin…

-Penelope wasn’t happy when her new boyfriend, Sylvester, took up the French horn…they eventually went their separate ways. The cat was ambivalent towards the whole thing, as cats tend to be…

-Darcy…

-…and her mother…

-The Dodgers, getting ready to play the Giants (you should see the balls)…

-Long-lost, early Trump family photo?

-Two things occurred to me upon seeing this pic for the first time…1) although the young lady is very attractive, she also bears what appears to be a more than coincidental and unfortunate resemblance to the llama; 2) she also appears to have, how can I say it delicately, a rather conspicuous figure (polite way of saying she has a nice rack). Men are such pigs (see pic immediately above this one).

-Go ahead, knock yourself out…(between the costume, that dress and the wallpaper, I’m surprised they didn’t experience some kind of cosmic event when they took this pic).

-Now if I’m a Native American, I’m a little upset at this whole “The Indians sold the island of Manhattan to the Dutch for 24 bucks worth of crap they could have gotten on HSN for $16.95”, with the STRONG insinuation being that the Delaware Indian tribe consisted of a bunch of total whack-jobs. Now me, I think the tribal leaders thought about it and decided, “hey, there’s almost 3000 miles of continent directly west of where we are, shit, let these assholes have the island, we’re out of here…neighborhood’s going to hell, anyway, all these Europeans moving in.” That the real estate on the island of what was to become, many years later, the center of the financial world was later evaluated as being worth 58 gatrillion dollars will be left unremarked upon.

-Early photo of Cap’n John enjoying a mid-morning smoke with his pet rooster, Bennett. (The more well-mannered of you will refrain from mentioning that Cap’n John looks like a little girl in this pic…or not.)

-Besides the obvious benefit of all the free food I can eat and of course, all the women who, swooning, slip their hotel room-key into my pocket, so overwhelmed with gratitude that I helped them out to their car with their groceries that they can’t WAIT to repay me (some of them even make me wear the Publix apron and high heels…and nothing else), being an employee of Publix Supermarkets has the added benefit, since we are purveyors of such lofty examples of responsible journalism as the “National Enquirer” and the “Globe”, among others similar, of being able to read these fine magazines from time to time, between all my important duties as a “Front Service Clerk”.

It was the Globe that reported this bit of news, re our 42nd President; according to the paper ( I was reading this waiting for the rest of a customer’s order to come down the chute), Bill Clinton, the pride of Arkansas, has contracted Alzheimers.

And all I could think was, but how would you know?

Love and flashbulbs,

Cap’n John

Post Script…The L.A. Dodgers SWEPT, SAAWEPT the hated Arizona DiamondBacks, 3 games to bupkis, proving once again that, occasionally, not often, but occasionally, there is justice in the universe.

Bring the broom, boys, the Dodgers are movin’ on to the 2017 NLCS…yes.

Post Post Script…They beat Zach Greinke last night…Greinke, you may remember, is an ex-Dodger, and boy, was that satisfying to watch or what?

Post Toasties……talk about a corn flake…

 

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