Hours together in the car, back and forth across two state lines, and Mark is NOW only wondering about that Gazelle (Sorry, thought it was an impala) skull mounted on the hood?

Anything to pass the time, I suppose, and with the look on Mark’s face, you can tell he’s in the mood for a story…  C’mon, now, Ken… don’t disappoint…

What on earth did you talk about in the time it took you to traverse the Florida Panhandle, that little nub of Alabama and into Mississippi?  And while it’s difficult to show motion in a still comic, it literally looks like the Ken-Mobile is standing stock-still… unless you look at the wheels, but those could be Latrell Spreewell spinners, right??

And it just occurred to me that every Mark Trail strip has to have a form of wildlife in it- in this case it’s dead!  And skinned and boiled and mounted to the hood of an Eldorado.  That’s awesome!!

So I guess here’s what’s “unusual…” a guy has a package delivered to a dive shop- contents: one “Nuclear Dive Suit.”  Does that even exist??  Looks like there’s an entire career path  built around it, although the point of a “nuclear dive suit” is more to keep the diver cool whilst diving in 100-degree water than offering protection from radiation…  interesting work, though, performing maintenance on nuclear reactors… who knew??   Bet they have trouble buying life insurance…

Yup… he’s a baddie.  No facial hair, but that look says it all…  who could be on the other end of that line I wonder…  And I wonder what he found “unusual?”  Was it the 1974 caddie with the skull hood ornament?

Well, we needed to tie in the evil elements here, otherwise we’d be scuba diving in relative peace!  And we can’t have that!!

Sorry about the black-and-white image this morning… all my normal sites seem to not have it up yet…  a minor conspiracy??

What’s the phrase?  “Hire for the Smile?”  Apparently the owner of this dive shop never heard of that… the guy working the counter looks like he’d be more at home checking in towed vehicles at the impound lot…  What a menacing face!  Might be a brother-in-law out on parole who couldn’t find work anywhere else…

And yes, I would imagine that many of the things that pass through Deep End Dive Shop’s inventory are”heavy” in order that the diver be able to reach desired depths…

…”a little research out in the Gulf!”  Atta boy, Mark, way to keep things on the down-low…  No need to alarm the local population that there is a seething cargo of Cobalt-60 poisoning the ocean and all that live in it…

The scowl…  the clenched right fist…  he is ready to spring into action…  already he senses that there is something not quite right with this dive shop.  Let’s see, only one in town, validated and endorsed by Mississippi Ken, where a package awaits him… yup, something’s not quite right here…  right?  What?  Oh I don’t know…

Definitely a Cadillac… Eldorado convertible.  Nice.  Probably got all of 7 or 8 MPG on the way over…  but no matter, it would appear that MK is flush!

What in Heaven’s name is that thing?  Modified 1974 Cadillac Eldorado?  With a scoop and a European Skull Mount of a what… Impala on the hood?  Not very subtle, Ken, but then there are probably many sides to this dude… and we have only just become acquainted…

Bay Saint Louis, huh? OK,  I’ll bite…  Here it is.  They will have to pass through Mobile, Alabama before they get to Mississippi… Hey… maybe that’s where Ken got his nickname…  maybe this will be a homecoming for him…  Ken “knows right where that is” so yes mark, you’d better “hang on!!”