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Fizzle.

I always struggle over which pictures to pair together. I feel like finding that thread that ties the pictures together is necessary to make a coherent post. Still, requiring myself to seek this connection is a big reason why I don't post as often as we'd like. Maybe I should lower my own expectations and just throw my miscellany together, theme be damned.

Let's explore that avenue together: here's a few unrelated pictures. If their only commonality is that they were discovered during the same thrifting outing, so be it.

First up: INFANTRY.

Not exactly the battle formation I would have chosen
The battlefield looks like total chaos; no phalanxes or defensive lines. What could these men be possibly hoping to accomplish with this seeming lack of strategy?

Why, hello, madam!

It's been a long time since we've opted for a full-scale war for one woman. (Helen, I'm looking at you.) Goodwill might as well be the battlefield.

I hoped to move on from here, and even had pictures queued up to use.

...

I didn't notice until just now that the photos need to be rotated 45+ degrees.

I'll be leaving now, scooting out a little embarrassed. If you need something to read, look at this.

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