Good enough for me when Mrs. Atlas weighs in. :thumb:

Vol sometimes forgets about the emotions elicited by his performance art.

All gear fit in the trunk. Max had the back seat to himself. :)

Some beholders' eyes here are out of focus.

No emotions or butt hurt here! It would not even bother me if someone asked why I paid good money for such crap. The only person who's opinion matters on such stuff is the person I sleep with at night.

And, I can assure you that is not, and never will be, VV. :thumb:

FWIW I think it is nice.
#NotAnArtCritic
#DidNotSleepAtHolidayInnExpress

Who are your favourite artists?

Note:
Today is the first day of staycation. I already cut my hair and weighed in - down 6 pounds.
Prolly going to work Thursday so I'm not buried when get back. Meeting an old friend for coffee on Wednesday. Haven't seen him since March 2019. Pandemic disrupted that.. Going to do some yard work and miscellaneous other things around the house as I see fit.. Already have a list prepared. Stopping for coffee now. The wife is working this week but from home save for 1 day. Perhaps we'll have lunch one day. Usually I'd get a big mileage week when I do this. That was before I became a former cyclist.
tl;dr
No bike riding this week.

Addendum:
Expect lots of quality content, maybe.

That's a lot of hair.

I think that would be a good question for you to answer.

When I head to TN in a few weeks, I'll be deposing a graduate of VV's school. I'll have to break out the longhorn bolo tie slide and go big.

Why not? With your calendar clear, you can come to the (potential?) Tour de Brown Squirrel Wednesday evening. bampilot06

:lol: Good one.

You mean like this?

https://i.imgur.com/XwaFL99.gif

aka SMFH.

Or is it more like this?

https://i.imgur.com/UQTb1Yw.gif

aka Facepalm.



Oh wait, these are Gifs.

Exasperation is an emotion, too.

Corn cob pipe or chewing tobacco?

I weighed in 6 pounds lighter. Not all of it was hair weight.

After living here nearly 40 year, the first real rain of the wet season still catches me off guard. But it doesn't seem to catch the plants off guard. Already the grass in the back yard, which I could have sworn was all dead from not being watered for months, is showing a surprising amount of green. Some of the plants, like the Hydrangea, are confused, because their biological programming is telling them to drop their leaves and go dormant, while the arrival of rain is telling them to spring to life. Biological programming always wins, though.

Prepping the trainer this morning... again...

Booster shot this afternoon.

Well, considering the corn cob pipe is a mountain hillbilly thing, I'll leave that to the Tennesseeians.

Chewing tobacco would be more fitting down here, but I don't partake.

that's a lot of junk in the trunk.

maybe a button nose and 2 eyes made out of coal.