Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for June 05, 2018

I’ll bet a lot of people say that about their spouse!

That may be the future for us all.

No comb in the back pocket, only a phone? What has personal hygiene come to on Ballard Street?

C’mon Chet! Tear the top band from your underwear, create a sling, and bring that pest down with a few well placed rocks.

Grab that camera and run!

OK, walk very fast.

Chet knows that he has to make it look like an accident.

It’s Chet’s own drone.

The darn thing has taken a liking to Chet and follows him everywhere, and I mean everywhere!Chet climbed all the way up to the top of Mt. Fbdsytonbc , but it found him anyway. What to do?

It just drones on. How many air miles does he get?

Chet catches a buzz.

Waste the buckshot or go with rock salt? Decisions, decisions.

This is not the drone you’re looking for.

Go inside, Chet. It’s okay to go inside.

Sticks and stones. Just start throwing sticks and stones.

Step one: Remove hands from pockets….

That camera doesn’t look like it’s being very effective… it’s either poorly installed or has come loose. I’d grab it and have a nice camera for myself.

Chet is looking forward to adding yet another one to his modified ceiling fan collection.

That Chet is able to be vertical longer than the the batteries in the drone lasts speaks to Chet’s amazing stamina.

PULL!

That Erma sure is suspicious…

The way that thing’s spewing smoke makes it look like it’s steam powered. Methinks it’s another nefarious scheme by the current occupant of the White House to keep one of his “promises” by forcing dirty coal on the high-tech drone industry. Who knows what could be next?

They are comin’ for ya, Chet, old boy…

It heard his voice and thought he was a drone, too.