Misc photographs of absurd things.
Just a few days till the release of my new book. But the blog must go on! Albeit in this very brief form of a few strange photos.
Less reassuring was this mixed message at a nearby gas station/convenience store:
Finally, the strangest business I’ve ever seen:
My next post will be my new book announcement. Come back and check it out soon!
I have another book in the works. Anyone who knows my penchant for OCD behavior had to see this coming. After all, how could I have nine books out when, with a little effort, I could release a nice round tenth book? Well, the book isn’t round. It’s rectangular like the others but the number 10 is…
Oh, never mind. You get it.
With any luck and some hard work on the part of myself and the rest of the team—designers and early readers—it should be out in time for beach reading season. Not that I expect you to actually read a beach. What I mean is…
Oh, never mind. You get it.
And a beach read this will be, with some romance, some excitement, some mystery, some broad comedy. That isn’t supposed to be a sexist comment. The term “broad comedy” refers to…
Oh, never mind. You get it.
In case you’re looking for a good reason to buy my next book, or any of the others, you might be interested in an endorsement one of my books recently received. The following picture gets the point across:
Yes, even pets enjoy my books! This little dog tore into my recent book, “Only Love Can Break Your Leg”. Now, how many authors can claim multi-species fandom? It was traumatic for the dog’s owner who hadn’t finished it and had no idea how it ended! After I told him the ending and he had a few months of therapy, he was okay. The dog needed no such help because he finished the book. And when I say, finished, I mean…
Oh, never mind. You get it.
[Obligatory shameless self-promotion: If you don’t have it, you should get it. This and all my others can be found on my Amazon author page today. In a couple of months there will be one more. The tenth, a nice round number but not a round book. Then I’ll be able to sleep better.]
Some more photos to share from my backlog. These are bicycle related:
Window boxes outside a great bike shop on Martha’s Vineyard:
Seen in the North End of Boston:
For every temporary impediment to cycling…
…there’s a glittering invitation to go farther!
This is my favorite bridge in all of Massachusetts. Straddling Newton and Watertown, the Charles River Greenway Bridge is a beautiful structure spanning a beautiful river along a beautiful bike path. It has me dreaming of spring already.
A BlogSnax© post
Can there be enough turtle pictures? Here’s my contribution:
From the No-Brainer Department, seen on a local road:
The ideas for this blog have been piling up, but so have the weird photos I’ve been sitting on. And there are more just about every week. Let’s throw a few out into an unsuspecting world before they get too stale.
From the people who brought us the ever-so-tasteless “FU” ad campaign comes this bit of stupidity. They’re “Flamin’ Hot” but they’re Cool Ranch. Only in the Frito-Lay universe is that possible.
So much better was this much needed encouragement received at a local self-serve gas station:
It’s nice to know someone believes in me.
Covid-19 is over but as this photo, taken recently inside a porta-potty (yeah, I’m that desperate for material) indicates, the paranoia and madness remain.
Lock it up! Lock it up!
Is this a big enough problem–people putting their bikes on top of this fence–that they need a special sign for it? On the other hand…
…this sign is clearly needed, especially for whoever put the sign on the piano.
And last, but not by any stretch of an already stretched-to-the-breaking-point imagination least, this alarming picture-within-a-picture from the what-the-heck-were-they-thinking department:
I don’t even know where to begin with this disturbing picture, obviously the product of a seriously deranged mind. It has given me nightmares since I first saw it. Now it’s your problem. Good luck.
A BlogSnax© post
If you lose at this Extreme Jenga game, there’s a lot more than pride at stake.
The following photos capture locales in Boston that serve as settings for my newest novel, “Only Love Can Break Your Leg”.
If you’ve read it, I hope you enjoy the background. If you haven’t, maybe this will pique your interest. Enjoy.
Seen on the road…
Saw this sign on the side of a building during a recent bike ride:
Okay, I’m good with that. I’m a massive proponent of supporting local businesses.
But wait! Pull back a little and we see the bigger picture:
What am I supposed to do with this cognitive dissonance? Subway spreads like a deadly pandemic across the face of this country. Fine. Let Iowa, Florida, and New Mexico have their nasty, mass-produced, generic sandwiches. But here in the Boston area, home of some of the best local sub shops east or west of Tuscany, Subway is unnecessary at best, a cancer at worst, eating away at our culture like the rot slowly consuming the shack in this photo.
