Urban hike

Field of dreams

Dude!

Castle and head of Goat

Cleveland Venus

Secret urban path

And she's buying a stairway to heaven

Chair reserved for Erin O'Brien

Samsel Supply, the manliest manstore of all time

Scary lift bridge detail

Journey's beginning or end? Dunno

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Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum

I woke up this morning and, as usual, I was completely fabulous, so I thought I'd go for a stroll in downtown London Paris New York Cleveland and take some photos.

Enjoy.

That's a grocery store--really.

Of course I went inside.

 

Hey! How come no one asked for mine?

Halle Building oh HELL YEAH

Two people talking.

Hello East 14th Street. You forgot to put my name on the marquee again.

Snowy path and I love it.

Thanks for saving me a seat.

 I used to work in the wedding cake building and so did the Goat.

Big cats roaming the wild streets of Cleveland.

No patio seating today.

Hey there, sport, bring the VeeDubs around, would you?

I love you so ...

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On location

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Phone cam round-up, Las Vegas edition: strippity-doo-da

Yeah, yeah. I was there for 24 whole hours and didn't sin once. Unless a couple of vodkas count.

Bubbles on the strip

Not sure how I felt about these girls. I mean, how does Gia, who is on special for $45, feel about Bella, who's going for $150? Does Bella ever have a "special" price? How come none of these "classy and discreet" ladies are ever named Joanne or Sally?

... and I wonder how many times Carmen & Marissa ($99 two-girl special) have visited this darling establishment. Hooters indeed.

Many go in. No one comes out.

Lil' black dresses with a bunch of nails on the boob part.

So my ship finally comes in and it's on top of some restaurant inside a Las Vegas shopping mall. Go figure.

Mop head in the mirror.

Bumpy soap and I love it.

Freakazoid chandelier in the lobby of my hotel.

Just the Strip being strippish.

Dining with the fabulous Suzanne Ouellette Mastrion at Mario's place.

Is it a humble bow or a wondrous glance skyward. Guess it's both.

Inside Steve Wynn's dazzling hotel.

Outside Steve Wynn's dazzling hotel.

The Miracle Mile was awful lonesome at 6 a.m. Sunday morning.

A cloud of butterflies bid me au revoir at McCarran Airport.

Bye Las Vegas!

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Walnut Wednesday

Walnut Wednesday is this totally fly weekly gig (Wednesday) when all the coolio food trucks in Clevo gather on this tiny street (Walnut) and sell their eats.

Everybody comes down to chow and get their face rocked off.

Hot sauce out the wazoo and I love it.

Quit hammin' for the cam, Goat, and get me a sam-sam.

I'll have a Cuban and some homemade chips, please.

HELL YEAH!

Chillin' in the adjacent park to live music.

You bet your ass he's got ribs, baby.

Okay, already! I believe you. Mebbe I'll try 'em next time.

No one's in a bad mood at Walnut Wednesday.

Lookin' sharp!

Dude, I told you to get there early. The trucks always sell out.

Time to get back to work. See you next week!

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