Friday, August 14, 2020

Back in Dallas

 


What's Dallas like in the August of Plague Year 2020? Good question, and I drove to the Metrosprawl to find out. First things first, it's really hot, like an oven. The kind of heat which makes even the coolest perspire. Think FBI Koup Konspirators in the face of Clinesmith.




Oh dear, Nemesis meet Hubris and we have to ask, what kind of plea deal has corrupt lib lawyer Clinesmith cut by way of survival? Time will tell and Comey, Clapper, Brennan et al seem mighty quiet right about now. No wonder, the heat's on. 




But Ma LSP's place is refreshingly cool. The garden flourishes, flags wave along with refreshing drinks and a newly cleaned 19th C runner. I think it's Caucasian, but I've forgotten my rug lore. Whatever, out it popped. Nice.




And there you have it. We're off to a friend's ordination tomorrow morning. Well done, MR, you're a brave man to answer the call at this point in time.

Cheers,

LSP

6 comments:

LL said...

Blue Scout will keep you safe - until the cherry pies run out - they you succeed only by his good will.

Old NFO said...

Beautiful rug!

Kid said...

Nice rug. Worthy of the Big Lebowski's place.

LSP said...

He's become very hungry for "treats," LL...

LSP said...

It really is, NFO, and old too. I think it's Caucasian but I could be wrong. Whatev, Ma LSP picked up some good rugs back in the day. Hard now -- the quality's not so good and people tend to know/overstate the price.

A good rug glows.

LSP said...

Thanks, Kid. I do like a good rug.