A friend of mine in college drove over a vast area of industrial buildings, smokestacks, streams of pollution, while listening to this song. Drugs may have been involved. He said we should all do that, so we could have the same vision he had of late stage capitalism and the decline of the human race.
I don’t know if there is a moral
That would make a wonderful model HO railroad.
There’s a bridge over it, pretty sure it’s I94 in Dearborn. The variety of small greasy, “I don’t know what’s”, is incredible. A miniature recreation would be a valuable historical piece
Have some kids visiting this weekend. I made invisible ink and balanced an egg on end. The 6 year old saw through both of them. I’ve seen adults believe the equinox causes an egg to balance.