Three perspectives on Baltimore, unless it’s really a Deerhound ass.

No doubt that it's big with many shades of gray.

No doubt that it’s big with many shades of gray.

But is there any glimpse of a head that's thinking?

But is there at least a hint of a head that’s thinking of something more than chocolate?

Or it just the world's biggest ass, blocking our view of everything important?

Or is it just the world’s biggest ass, blocking our view of everything important?

Maybe a face would be important in here somewhere.

He sees the mouse, he wants the mouse, he is a total waste of time. He doesn't have the energy for mouse play.

He sees the mouse, he wants the mouse, he doesn’t have the energy for mouse play. He doesn’t even know what his ass looks like. What he does know is that he belongs in the grand scheme of things. As the mouse does, and he does, and we all do.