I tried to think of the most harmless thing. Something I loved from my childhood. Something that could never ever possibly destroy us. A cable news host.

Yes, the pteroid is in the wrong place, this photo was staged at about 3am

But only ghost dogs

C’mon, I’m right here.

About 15 years ago Tyrrell staff built a replica of Brown’s scow and took it on a river trip to prospect. I’m not sure if I’ve seen that replica on exhibit or another one, but I think it’s at Dinosaur Provincial Park. Maybe that could be digitized?

If there’s still room, I’d throw my Marsh pick into the ring.

It’s very, very rare when I can successfully paint a cast to look anywhere close to the plan I have for it in my head. Molding, casting, preparation, field work- these haven’t been my job for about ten years, so it’s a nice treat when they still turn out in the neighborhood I aimed for.

I feel like a decanter would leak all over the inside of my office desk drawer

Great idea 👍

I’ve been meaning to reread it and a few others for some time, but instead I just rewatch the movies.

I suppose I haven’t read LA Confidential in almost 30 years, but my recollection is that it was an excellent story undercut by Elroy’s overindulgent Tarantinoesque need to prove how cool he was. I suspect the racism and homophobia were very accurate to cops of the era, judging by cops today.

Sunset algorithm found me, I took almost the same picture Saturday night.

Interesting, I read James Elroy first so when I got to Chandler and Hammett they seemed starkly less offensive.

That’s beautifully done. The Mayborn Museum in Waco on the Baylor campus has a similar intro.