Under the underground

Another triptych of photos from a Metro train station. That's right. I took pictures in a public place, which, in this era, is an act of rebellion.

Or it's just a way to capture some interesting angles in a way that's no threat to anyone. It's so difficult to distinguish those nowadays.

(Not that you'd really know this was in a train station unless I told you.)

Enjoy. Until "the man" shuts me down.





(Attention FBI: It just looks like that's an arriving train coming into the third shot. Because it is. But let's not dwell on that.)

Here's looking at you

I trust I don't got some 'splainin to do about whose eye this is.

I will reveal this tribute is painted on a wall at Universal Studios.

Waaaa!

All aboard

Inside Union Station, L.A.

Home on the range

On a ranch 19 miles outside of Austin, Texas.

pole

Pole holding wires I presume to be carrying electricity, corner of Long Beach Ave. and Washington Blvd. in Los Angeles.

Enter the photo

Guess where this is.

Looking out the front door

It's 5:00 somewhere...

Clouds, clouds, clouds

Driving south from California's central coast last month, I got this shot out the car window.

You probably thought it was Iowa or someplace that gets tornados, didn't you?

A very merry unbirthday to you

In case you ever wondered what it would look like if one attempted to take a picture while riding in the spinning teacups of the Mad Tea Party ride at Disneyland (at night, with all the overhead lanterns alight), it would be something like this.

I understand if you need to run to the restroom...