The Tyranny of the Happy Camper

Well, of course I rate a place at the table. We're camping. You're cooking. You wanna hurry it up a little?

Shot while packing

Iowa taxpayers thoughtfully provide a scenic site for a returnee to retrieve his empty hi-cap 9mm  from "locked storage" and slap in a magazine heavy with protective pills.  The photographer memorializes the time and place (hard by the I-80 bridge) with his SW59 securely in his waistband.

Foreground is Hawkeye Free Soil. On the far side of the Mississippi River lies enslaved and disarmed (but I repeat myself) Illinois.

I wouldn't want to live there, but Illinois...

... is  great place to take a dump.

As Travis McGee said about a similarly palatial public building, "They will never live in a place so fine unless they contract something incurable."

Hat tip to the healers

A good lad is recovering nicely from the healers' cuts, and he thanks all of you  who sent kind thoughts.  As do I.

Dr. Skilsaw discovered a Meckel. He did the necessary repairs and thinks his work will put an end to  a long spell of unexplained stomach pain and anemia.