Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for July 17, 2012

El toro will die from laughter if he sees that getup…

Well, considering that the closest Michael can get to “El Toro” is probably to “borrow” Scooter and tie plastic horns on him…I can just picture Scooter …his face buried under his front paws, hoping he can slink home before anybody sees him.

Monkey? Does that hat break any height ordinances for sidewalk use?

Bev….Michael is dead serious. I don’t think he has a clue that anyone would think his “suit of light” looked “whimsical.”Harrumph!For Whimsical Wednesday he may wear the pinstripe suit he once thought made him look like a banker, before he ended up working 27 years at the Ballard Five and Ten Cent and Hundred Dollar Store.

He knows now that banking was just a whim, and that he carries inside himself the heart of a matador.

Afficionado — Si…. pero aquí, en la calle Ballard, ser tonto no es tan malo.

That’s part Saturday Night Fever, part Sgt. Pepper’s, and part, well, Michael.

He’s not lQQking at the MAN in the MIRROR~*

He’s been watching too many Lady Goo Goo (or whatever she calls herself) videos.

but if they DID wear them, I’d watch bullfights!

Tuesday is not Michael’s best day…..too close to Monday, too far from Friday and old habits are hard to break. Shirley has apparently forgotten that Tuesday is free form rehearsal day in anticipation of weird Wednesday, rock n roll Thursday, and far out Friday; which will be celebrated this Friday with sparkling water and bakery cookies, treats for Rusty Boy and a secret surprise for Shirley, which will start out with some questions and end with some tickling.

Michael has combined the styles of Thai temple dancers, Spanish bullfighters and the gold chains and unbuttoned shirts of the 1970’s disco scene to create his own unique style, which he calls "the 21st century Beau Ballard "

madonna does though

@nortntrix, sure but not in the same place.

When I first noticed Michael in his costume, I thought he was going to a lodge meeting for The Loyal Order of Bullthrowers. But then, I saw this whack job playing matador with a Ford Taurus in the middle of Ballard Street.At bullfights, they award the toreador the horns and tail. If Michael isn’t careful, he’ll wind up with the horn and grill you-know-where.

I think he bought the outfit at a Michael Jackson estate sale.

A piñata? Hit him and see what comes out!

Surely Shirley can ease off on Michael’s taking a little personal time to celebrate the “Running of the Chihuahuas”… a time honored tradition since loose bulls were banned on Ballard Street back in ‘78. Fortunately for him the only festive costume he could find was available at Stel’s WOI… 40% off with coupon (saved from Sinko Day Mayo Daze)Pepito is already helping set the “mood-oh”….. ole’…!!!!

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>No, but it does show a picture of my half-sister Connie,( in the portrait across from the fire place), which was painted in the days when she was having a highland fling, with some noble of indeterminate sex. How did it get into your dream house ?

I spent the afternoon in the pool, forgetting it was 101° today. I think, as Linguist might possible say, it “took the wind out of my sails!” See you all tomorrow!

“Michael” hardly seems like a name for one of the Ballard Street citizens. Are you sure it isn’t Clifford, Lorry, Heathcliff, Ruben, Walter or Percy?

He is planning to go head-to-head with the bull.

Cleo at the movies:

https://cleoandcompany.net/july-17-2022/

Good morning Balladeers, (((((Plods))))) and Miss Susan.