Scary Gary by Mark Buford for January 02, 2019

Places to go, people to see…

“A little help here? Please??”

Even sadder than for the many who die quick deaths here.

…I ain’t got no body…

Cruel Gary.

Not kind reducing Travis to a travesty, Gary!

So, this Travis, this head in a jar, still has hopes and dreams. A lesson for everyone: Don’t tell anybody about your hopes and dreams.

Poor Travis !

Don’t cry too much or you’ll fill up your jar and drown.

I thought Gary was better than that.

Maybe Travis can do some stand up comedy….oh, never mind.

Ignore him, Travis. Don’t let him get in your head.

Travis just came to a jarring realization.

Tears of a clown. Or is that, clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right….

“Laugh, and the world laughs with you;Weep, and you weep alone.For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,But has trouble enough of its own.Sing, and the hills will answer;Sigh, it is lost on the air.The echoes bound to a joyful sound,But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;Grieve, and they turn and go.They want full measure of all your pleasure,But they do not need your woe.Be glad, and your friends are many;Be sad, and you lose them all.There are none to decline your nectared wine,But alone you must drink life’s gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded;Fast, and the world goes by.Succeed and give, and it helps you live,But no man can help you die.There is room in the halls of pleasureFor a long and lordly train,But one by one we must all file onThrough the narrow aisles of pain."

Ella Wheeler Wilcox (5 November 1850 – 30 October 1919)

The longer he lives the better chance he has of escaping.

Yeah, right. Happy New Year, Travis.

Yuk yuk!

Wow, something I expect from Leonard not Gary.