ExiledInIllinois

It's all fun and games until someone blows out a leg...

Let's go Mets!

Early nod to St.Patrick's Day: "In Banbridge Town in the County Down One morning last July, From a boreen green came a sweet colleen And she smiled as she passed me by. She looked so sweet from her two bare feet To the sheen of her nut brown hair. Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself For to see I was really there. ..."

SEGA! I still love playing "Kid Chameleon"... On my kid's old console... I skip right to the Boss Level... Used to be on the arcade console at a rest stop on the Ohio Turnpike... What demented soul places this game there. Nothing says: "Let's take a short break from the road and play "Kid Chameleon" for a few hours. 😆

Why does it have to be high-speed? Suspense is under-appreciated nowadays.

The kid that needed the wheelchair wasn't in it thank God! But... The wheelchair was probably damaged and you know how expensive those things are. Hope they got home okay.

And here we are reading about it. What does that say about us? 😏

If everything is observed, explain erosion. Something is happening when nobody is watching. 😏

My grandfather warmed his beer in the oven. I guess he didn't get it. 😏

Your paradise doesn't exist without you! Hawaii "The Rainbow State" doesn't exist. 😆 😉

"...Always strivin', always climbing way beyond my will Same old sensation, isolation at the top of the bill Always seeming, like I'm moving but I'm really going slow What do you do when you get to the top and there's nowhere to go Just how I get there will be anybody's guess With all the so called trappings of success Left all the deadbeats on the top of the hill Too busy raisin' Cain I'm back on the street again I'm back on the top again..."

"...Roll, roll me away, won't you roll me away tonight? I too am lost, I feel double-crossed and I'm sick of what's wrong and what's right..."

"...Dakota on the wall is a white-robed woman, broad yet maidenly. Such power in her hand as she hails the wagon man's family. I see indians that crawl through this mural that recalls our history. Who were the homestead wives? Who were the gold rush brides? Does anybody know? Do their works survive? Their yellow fever lives in the pages they wrote? The land was free, yet it cost their lives. ..."

Classical?

Dedicated to the girls in Colombia: https://nypost.com/2023/03/07/28-girls-hospitalized-for-anxiety-after-ouija-board-game/

Everyone has a plan till they are punched in the mouth.

Wow... The irony. Will history repeat itself.

"They bought it for a song."

From the drive-in days... What were they trying to say? Even a bit of foreplay! 😆 The full intermission. Subversive!

😏 I am taking legendary HCs are like Marines. There are no ex-Marines. Just Marines...

"What crawled up your arse and died?" Mike Robitaille: "He's on the roof looking for his jock."

Run 'em all out. 😏