The streets of the old city are teeming with schemers, miscreants, and those just trying to get through the day.
Lost in an bush with Henry Walton "Indiana" Jones, Jr.
Of course I'm going to let him come right back, I'm still wearing his denim vest.
I emerged from the disorienting journey changed in ways I could not have anticipated.
Which of of the sky's faces will it turn towards us tomorrow?
All I need is water, and fruit, and to impress my friends.
This is not a genre-defining collection of contributions that transformed multiple creative industries. This is just a tribute.
I touched the giant geodesic orb at the American Pavilion and all I got was this self-referential chost.
When you're looking at the world while you've got the blues, a blue Moon just looks like the Moon.
It's a tough market out there, no horsin' around permitted.
Behold, the first feed manufacturing facility to shift the focus from responding to contamination of the supply to preventing it.
Just who is being protected from whom, here?
This couple of aces doesn't get their rocks off like an ordinary couple.
A place for every color and every color in its place (not you, pink).
"I'm addicted to shiny things," they said, as they both reached for the lizard.
When the trees are under the spell of winter's anesthetic stupor, we teach the blade-bearers how they may be safely diminished.
These troublemakers are about to blow their tops! Things are gonna get hot!
Some doors will only open to a stranger who you feel deeply that you knew in times past.
This motley crew of brash trend-setters are making their way downtown the way *they* would prefer to travel.
These saxa aren't going to frangere themselves.