Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for May 10, 2024

Lordy, lordy, lord of all he surveys

Tony appears to have not only gathered himself, but also a substantial amount of something else.

Is that in the sense of “gather thy sheep,” or “gather thy sheaves?”

Needs much more adornment from the wife. Voodoo candles, possibly roman candles, bottle rockets, who knows what?… Tony needs a lot!

Tony is very scattered. He needs this time to get himself together.

Good morning, Ballard Dears!

We should all do that.

Such a peaceful way to begin.

Tony’s ‘moment’ is watching Miss Wiggelbottom run down her drive to get the paper every morning in her skivvies…

Tony is no Polonius.

Hey, whatever helps…………why not!

Tony again contemplates the boundless positive alternatives to girding his loins.

“While ye may”, Tony, “While ye may”…

This is what bathrooms are for.

I need one of those places

Good morning Balladeers!

Tony can’t truly reflect until he installs the mirror.

I just realized Tony is facing backwards. Those cardboard inserts sure fool you.

Tony doesn’t know what to do after he’s gathered himself.

That shack needs a mirror so Tony can see if his zipper is up.

Tony is a very strong proponent of the mythic adage, Gather unto Tony what is Tony’s…

I too have a large Hurculean task at hand.I need to stop gathering myself and just get on it.

once he’s gathered himself, tony will take a few moments to get spiritually prepared…

I’m more of a hunter than a gatherer. Some days it takes me all morning to find myself.