Thursday Photo Funnies

It has been a tough week here at Roundseventeen headquarters. 

Nothing to put us in the holiday mood better than another mass killing on the grounds of America's educational facilities. Nor an international terrorist attack killing 15 people in Australia, who had the gall to celebrate their faith in public. Sorry, but you gentiles have no idea what it is like to have fellow members of the tribe slain simply because they are members of this tiny, tiny tribe. 

It has us all looking over our shoulders and wondering what's next? And more importantly, why? 

Finally, there was the fatal attack on Rob Reiner and his wife Michelle, by their disturbed son. Followed by an even more disturbing, obscenely petty rant by an unchecked, malevolent narcissist who also happens to be the most powerful man in the world.

And so, a little levity is in order. 

With that I give the Thursday Photo Funnies, which now appears on Wednesday. Starting with the pic above of my dog, Lucy. When traveling, Lucy will often stay with my next door neighbors, the best neighbors EVER. As you can see, Lucy has no trouble making herself at home here. Thank you Caroline, Laura and George.

This was spotted on a lamppost in Culver City.

I thought about attending, but when it comes to dancing 

I'm a wallflower. Mercifully.

I couldn't make this out. 

I thought it was a poodle laying on top of a bush.

Upon closer inspection it was a huge clump of hair, 

as if removed from a dryer lint screen. Yuck.

Photographed yesterday in the parking lot of

the Desert Regional Medical Center in Palm Springs.

You do you, Doc.

Also spotted in Palm Springs, 

custom made emblem and matching lugs nuts.

Because Ms. Muse is on the board at the Tournament of Roses, 

we were treated to a guided tour of their headquarters. 

Where we found this clipping of Erma Bombeck, 

mother/mother in law of my dear friends Matt and Jackie Bombeck.  

This needs no explanation. 

Nor is it worth attempting to anyone who dons

the Red Hat.

We can spend $1/2 billion for the new Marie Antoinette Ball room, 

while this broken window at the Culver City Post Office 

remains broken. And has been for more than a dozen years.

Finally on a happier note, here we see Ms. Muse and I and 

my outrageously expensive new suit 

at her daughter's amazing wedding. I think if I post a picture here, 

I can write the cost of the suit off. Come get me Pammy.