SPIKE! - Manic Monday

Being blessed with a brain that regularly runs on free association overdrive can produce some unusual results.

California girls with spiked hair leap at Venice Beach to spike a ball before racing into the sea after the game. Fishermen with sand spikes hoping to catch something with fins ignore the leggy mermaids. Deeply saddened at being slighted, the ladies go home to ankle biting guard dogs named Spike and wait in their spiked heels for the boyfriends bearing spiked orchids who often would rather watch a football being spiked instead.

A lover of history and genealogy might remember the Golden Spike that joined the railroad from West to East coast or the Scottish ancestors who worked the railroad and the one who died eviscerated on the tracks. Modern types could find themselves spending late evenings at piano bars listening to great jazz while slowly stirring an alcohol spiked drink and hoping to go home with the muscian or just to the movies to be challenged by Spike Lee. Of course if you are of a certain age then slide whistles and old songs remind you of another Spike named Jones.

Railbirds who love the ponies remember Dusty Spike, but what is this subject going to do to Technorati's blogosphere chart of spikes and valleys? Finally, the whole point: As someone who loves the pictures that are often worth a thousand words, here they are stuck on a spike, and it is up to you to figure out what is what and who is whom.