This is the first time I’ve seen one in the wild.
If you’re my kind of weird, then you immediately thought of the Landmaster vehicle from 1977’s “Damnation Alley.”
This is the first time I’ve seen one in the wild.
If you’re my kind of weird, then you immediately thought of the Landmaster vehicle from 1977’s “Damnation Alley.”
So I finally located that cache of shorts in storage that I was looking for. Now I can finally dress for the hot weather. Sorry about my blinding white legs, Roanoke.
How white are they? Let’s just say I hope you didn’t throw out your eclipse-viewing glasses.
Off Campbell Avenue in Roanoke, Virginia.
They periodically change their artwork on the outside of the building; this piece is especially beautiful.

Food, a nice place to live in a city that I love, a wonderful girl and loads of good friends. A good portion of the world is not so lucky.
Perspective is a good thing.
Eschewing the Oxford comma — that’s something else I’m thankful for.

Formerly The Patrick Henry Hotel, it opened in 1925. It’s got its own share of ghost stories, and one of them is pretty intense.
It kinda looks like it could be haunted, you know what I mean?

Look at the size of that slice. (I placed it next to that full-seized coffeepot for reference.) And it doesn’t cost much either.
Granted, there is nothing quite like a slice of New York pizza, but this is a superlative effort.
