Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for August 28, 2014

@Bev. Dottie’s mind has been a rest since 1974. That is when she found those little white pills.You can’t blame her for drinking, she isn’t aware of much these days. In her mind (what’s left of it) she thinks she is 8 and Boilermakers are strawberry milkshakes.Its a wonder she can get dressed all by herself, and Susan just dreads the 2 Tuesday, when she comes into the Salon to have her hair done. (she thinks she is playing dress-up)

Awww, Essex60? You own a Great Dane TOO?!!Mine is 8 years old now. Best dog in the world.

Mittens tries to get Dottie’s attention…

I saw Dottie earlier today…

That incense gives Dottie some strange dreams.

Hi X!….

That reminds me…

How would you like to try one of these?

Hi UpsideDown Girl! Good to see you… um… hanging around here again!

Hope it’s starting to feel like Spring there.

Anyway… I…um…. doubt that dog really belongs to Essex….not any more than that’s really Happy3, or that tuxedo kitty belongs to x_Tech.

@Essex60Thanks for the salad!

@DogsniffNow that you mention it, she doses look a bit lightheaded…

Life is truly worth living. Its wake and bake Thursday. Let’s count the ways, shall we. Decorative lights, tasseled pillow, light incense very fruity but not to sweet and of course dots. That’s the first four and much more to go. Lost in a dream, computer games, take out Chinese and dogs. Time on your hands, ten cent dishtowels and twenty four new. Black on black with genuine leather. Bridges. Funky frogs sounds and lots of dragon files. There’s more. Jungle garden and a guard house. And of course Ballard Street and all the fine neighbors.

Lefty2. . . I get every word you said!!

@DownUnder,Yes, most folks here are just very good at finding appropriate online posts; I’m one of the few who normally share my own stuff, and lately can’t figure where to grab URL from a single image on my Flicker (rather than the whole thing)

Just like GC, Flicker keeps making “improvements” that nobody asked for.

Nothing more annoying than that except the resumption of political ads (when I expected at least a little respite after the primary elections).

A happy nappy place.

Thanks, Essex,I didn’t know I did, either.

My dad was a band leader in college (back in the 30s) and even had a Hollywood contract (which fell thru with the merger of 20th Century and Fox). So he became a realtor, but still played piano and trombone mostly.

I don’t play any MUSICAL instrument at all, but I like to sing and dance.

thet aint skortchd hair, ESS….thets “teen spirut”

Essex60 said, about 20 hours ago

And as for Happy3

He’s comfy right there.

I never thought of HAPPY as a pot head, but if you say so…..

Is that incense, or a tiny UFO? Looks like a flying saucer about to land, and I haven’t even got a place like Dotty to rest my mind.Dotty is dressed appropriately for her name…

Hey BEV! Doesn’t Fireman look HOT tonight? Maybe a fan would cool him down.

I’ll start a fan club. Want to join?

Have time for a ’nanner dak, BEV?

REFRESH, GF! REFRESH!

Hi Happy! Looks like your are enjoying some fresh lettuce.

Hey, does DRYANDDUSTY know about the INVISIBLE DRY?I think I am invisible, and I didn’t even try “Teen Spirit”.

Good Night Everybody!!

I thought I heard you BEV! Fireman, two Nanner Daks, on me.Well, not ON me, in two glasses.BEV, let’s start the fireman fan club tonight. We can meet every Thursday night with a guest of honour.

Missed her again! Tell BEV, her Nanner Dak is on me, er, in the glass on the table.I have to go to bed. It has been a long day!

OOhh! I LIKE that song. And he looks like fireman too.

Baby, won’t you light my fire?Catchy!

Great BEV. I hope he like the theme song! So much better than “Smoke Gets in My Eyes”, don’t you think? And Fireman knows all about fires.

Effacy: capacity for producing a desired result or effect.That’s us. FFC. Get it?Well, we can work on it.

Good Night again Everyone.

Thanks ESSEX. I’ve always loved that song.

Sounds plausible:

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Good morning Balladeers and Tigressy!

“Incense,” eh?