Is anyone reading this old enough to remember that old Glen Campbell song, Witchita Lineman? Whenever I look at this telephone pole, that oddball song starts going through my head. I think I've posted photos of this telephone pole on my street here before, but the angles and shapes fascinate me so I keep taking pictures of it. I sometimes stand there looking up and trying to figure out just how many distinct wires are up there and what they are for. And then when my neighbors call the cops about the crazy woman who's standing on their lawn and staring into the sun, I run.