Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for November 12, 2024

Leo, is that you?

And I think I need to get out of this lunatic’s space before he decapitates me.

and in different pants as well, apparently

Leo was the bass in the Ballard St. barber shop quartet, but since he fastened that safety harness and lifted off, he is now a soprano in the boys choir.

Chuck continues to think, Yet I sit in a cubicle all day. Who am I to judge him?

He did it! He made it off the ground! Maybe he’s not such a crackpot after all!

He’s in space, alright.

Those magnificent men in their flying machines…….

That’s sure to lower the real estate mark on the street. I’ve got a few distressed houses on my street, but Ballard Street is a compromised neighbor zone.

Chuck’s neighbor is hard to ignore.

Most definitely.

So long as he stays in a different space there’s not much to worry about.

Good morning Balladeers!

Don’t get too close, he’s a real cut up!

Runway Zero Eight aka Flight Into Danger.

“Hey! Where are the brakes on that thing?”

“Brakes?”

Seems like a lot of work for a DIY wedgie.

“… and I had better duck because he’s coming into my space.”

an’ outta control, if I’m not mistaken!

Hey, does the FAA know about you?

he’ll be happy to do a wheelie if you ask him…

Chuck encounters a member of the Ballard Street Drone and Drinking Club.

Òuter space. He’s way out there.