Bison at the Berlin Zoo. . . with totem poles in background? And northwest-inspired tribal art? Um, okay. Germany’s historic adoration of North American tribes is a complicated topic that I’m not even gonna try to wade into. I’ll just say that I find it fascinating. I had hoped to visit one of the Karl May inspired theme parks, but unfortunately didn’t have time.
Category: not so old west
Caption ideas:
- darling, my heart is spinning and it aint ever gonna stop
- darling, if you wanna get lucky, pull my lever
- darling, would you like to join me for coffee and a three-hour discussion on the semiotic implications of a cowboy with a slot machine built into his torso? I’d love to share my insights on such famous western archetypes as the man-with-no-name, the gambling gentleman in the saloon, and the transhuman robotic cowboy? If this sounds interesting, then you’re my kind of gal!
flatbed city. . . the most dangerous town in the west.
“I should have never made a deal with these assholes.”
Lousy photo of Monument Valley from the north, with crappy shadow cover and blurred monuments. Even while sitting in the middle of the highway, I couldn’t get a good photo.
BTW, this is not far from where Forrest Gump stopped running and said, “I’m pretty tired. Maybe I’ll go home now.”
because of decreasing buffalo populations . . plastic is now the go-to material for making teepees
So we visited San Antonio. . . above you can see the official Alamo putting green.
Davy Crockett. . .king of the San Antonio office park.
apparently some Alamo defenders wore giraffe-skin caps. . .