Friday TBD

Of course, as usual, once again, par-for-the-course, Jeff and Michael are wrongo-bongo. Please allow me to clear up any confusion you might have about what's happening in these mysterious photographs.

These are tryouts for the Stiletto Flats Community Theatre production of "Grease". The problem isn't that everybody wants to be 'Sandy'. It isn't even then nobody wants to be any other character. The problem is that Stiletto Flats is populated almost entirely by women best-suited for the role of 'Rizzo', if you catch my drift (my drift is that they're slutty).

This is a sailor on shore leave here in Stiletto Flats (how the Navy docks ships in Nevada, I'll never know) who's been out at sea so long that he hasn't seen how tight they're making jeans these days. He's concerned about what wearing such tight pants might be doing to her circulation and is using his cap to fan her, um, region. God bless our sailors.
 

Bob and Betty Gutterball are convinced that they can make a profit running an extremely low-tech bowling alley. Who's to say they're wrong? It'll take the whole family to chip and make it work, but isn't that how lots of businesses made it? At least it looks like they're enjoying themselves.

The technology to develop invisible vehicles is not developing at an expedient rate. The problem with this prototype is not that it's quite visible, it's that it's an airplane.