Foul Balls

What's that they say about a man's car being his penis? We reluctantly suppose that this must the logical extension, as it were, of that esteemed metaphor.

We spotted this pair of huevos on the Thruway somewhere in Westchester County while we were trying to escape NYC for a day. Sadly, our camera phone doesn't do them justice. You'll have to trust us that they were naturalistically modeled in fine saggy detail.

Why would anyone do this?

Wha' Happen't?

The other night someone asked me what happened to Broadsheet. To which I replied, "huh?" C'mon people, it's AUGUST! And unlike the art world, we are taking a summer break. But rest assured, we are busy preparing our special brand of sporadic reporting for the upcoming season.

As the song says, see you in September!

xox
The Broads