It's a hard life wherever you go

is the title of song by Nanci Griffith. She expands on it, but the sentence has been said by many before she wrote and sang.

Huron is a short street, behind the Terminal Tower, it connects Superior to Ontario in Cleveland. I have snapped at this neon guitar before. This time i was behind the wheel, and handed the camera to my nephew. It was raining.

I do not like promoting business establishments, they do nothing for me and they appreciate nothing; but this is fine signage. There is another meaning for "hard rock", as in mining. The opening cut of an album released in 1988 by the Cowboy Junkies had an arrangement of [presumably] an old folk work song, Mining for Gold. It begins:

We are miners, hard rock miners
To the shaft house we must go...

it has a verse:

Can't you feel the rock dust in your lungs?
It'll cut down a miner when he is still young
Two years and the silicosis takes hold
And I feel like I'm dying from mining for gold