No Expectations

Been having me a nice case of the writer's block lately, which usually means I've been manufacturing those expectation things again. This usually doesn't end well but I'm not one to let minor details like that slow me down.

Situations such as this call for special measures, namely a beggar's banquet. With that and a little help from a dear doctor I can usually get back to a more even keel, or at least no expectations. No sympathy for the devil though, he's in the details.

Speaking of details, I've decided to change my name to None Of The Above and run for president. Pretty sure I can do nothing and still accomplish more than the two antiques we're supposed to 'choose' between. Anybody know if there's an over/under on them making it to the election?

Hope y'all had no expectations in regards to a theme, these photos are all from around Louisville this year but that's about all you're gonna get. Think that's why they call it a beggar's banquet.

That sign is a sign of the times. Think it's trans, was originally assigned a bus stop but appears to identify as a No Stopping sign now. Damn you, chemtrails!!! Don't worry, Big Brother has his all-seeing eye on things. That particular make and model of camera has been spreading like kudzu around the city, can't help but suspect that some level of government is responsible.

Friend of mine used to live next to a country club golf course, tried to convince them to plant kudzu in the wooded areas around it and let Mother Nature do the rest. Instead they went with the more sensible option of brandishing weapons at the golfers. C'est la vie.