The title of one of the few songs the Beatles let Ringo sing. At least one of them is still trading off the old fame. Paul McCartney played at our baseball stadium Saturday night. I declined to pay $300 for a ticket. My sister and I did attend the Beatles second concert at Shea Stadium in New York - OMG, 50 years ago next week. It cost $5.75.
But I digress, as is so often the case. I was walking around Art Hill last weekend desperate for some material when I found this remarkable cephalopod. Not entirely self-propelled but visually arresting.
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