From this time last week

No time for a good, old fashioned ramble today. Kids to feed, words to make, yadda yadda yadda, etc, etc.

Instead, I offer you this seemingly random image.


A week ago today, I was in Wallingford, Connecticut for reasons. While I was there, I had dinner at the Old Dublin pub, which might just be the most awesome craft beer pub I’ve ever personally set foot in.  But that’s a different — much longer — post.  One I imagine you’ll see on Hoperatives before too long.

As for the image above, well, as is typical in most of your better beer-drinking establishments, there was a bounty of random things scrawled on the walls, etc.  Normal I ignore all such nonsense because, believe it or not, I’m not ever really in need of knowing whom to call for the proverbial entertaining time.

For whatever reason, though, someone had taken a moment to leave their mark on the door of the Old Dublin by invoking the name of Aquaman, who I think we can all agree is the least super of the super heroes of our youth.

And if that isn’t the most ironically awesome piece of public bathroom graffiti ever, I don’t think I even know you any more.