Tank McNamara by Bill Hinds for August 30, 2020

Remember: If we were intended to run around without any clothes on, we’d have been born that way.

A “Tank” without Tank?

So many times have I seen people at the beach, or campgrounds or trails on their cellphones!

The prude’s worst nightmare is the realization that underneath our clothes, we’re all completely naked.

At the Cherry Springs Dark Sky Park there are always a bunch of idiots with laptops on and beaming light to destroy the night. The stars are up above, not in a lap.

Streaking sounds like a way to feel the wind.

Squirrel ! ! !

Loved my secluded back yard in Florida. After Hurricane Charlie, when we were without power and water for over a week, I could take my soap and shampoo out there and shower in the rain undisturbed and unseen.

Guessed wrong: thought it was going to be a mask joke.