This is on the wall of a famous beer garden/bar in Astoria. It's a sort of pirate sperm or something
Astoria is kind of the world headquarters of insane overhead wiring. Generations must grow up, never having flown a kite.
My oh so very meta pic of Sean and Michelle and Beethoven. Note that Michelle has the same expression on her face as the death mask of Beethoven behind her. Incidentally, we grew up with that poster on the wall of every house we lived in. Good ol Dead Beethoven guy.
Jordi & Me. If I ever start feeling full of myself, any recent photo is therapeutically humbling.