TheForkOfDamocles

He’s an Adonis!

and Fake. Eyebrows.

🎵Call Mr. Plow

That’s my name

That name again is

Mr. Plow!🎵

Yep, though to be fair, his bike had toe clips/cages which are notoriously hard to get out of if you’re not used to them. I wonder if that was his main bike, or if he switches sometimes and forgot because of the photo op. Plenty of young people fall because of toe clips and that’s probably why they’re mostly passé.

I dreamed this several weeks ago:

I was with a couple of people on the street near some parked cars when all of a sudden this comically large, brown and white patched moose kind of…appeared in front of us. My 6-year-old daughter also appeared right next to me, saw the moose, and uttered—in her little girl voice—“God DAMN!”

I woke up laughing my butt off.

Get your ass to Mars!

I’m guessing that because there are always some amount of stars visible, the number would have to be above zero, but maybe as you get a certain distance away from closer stars, the darkness kind of “evens out”?

Over the Edge: Death in Grand Canyon. Maybe it should be required reading—or at least required skimming—for anyone walking around out there. So many dumb-dumbs with cameras trying to get selfies on the edge, or just wanting to look over…