I Shoulda Never Bought Those Pink Flamingos...

... coz now Amazon thinks I'm stoopid.

Or an easy touch.  They might be right on both counts, which kinda sorta explains the Tweedledee propeller hat.

―:☺:―

I abused My Buddy Lee last evening by forcing him to watch the hockey game.  Well, "watch" is a bit strong as he took advantage of the opportunity by falling asleep midway through the first period and staying asleep until there was about five minutes left in the third.  As for me?  I thought it was another great game between two well-matched teams.  Boston's pretty much snake-bit in this series so far but the series goes home for the Bruins tomorrow night.  Let's hope those B's have better luck in the Garden.

Speaking of Lee... he ought to be somewhere around Carrizozo by now.  He'll be doin' a 12-hour day today, on his way to spend some time with his sister in Tempe.  Lee's takin' the scenic route (above) to Arizona... read as two-lane highways... as any and all good bikers do.  He asked if there was anything to see on the way... other than desert... and I told him about this:

Yeah, he's gonna stop.  Wouldn't you?