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Today was one of those perfectly beautiful fall days with a crystal clear blue sky. Too bad that tomorrow is forecast to be rainy and miserable all day. I guess we’ll take the nice weather where we can get it.

This is Angus. He is a blue-tongued skink, and you can see why. There are lots of different types of skinks; the blue-tongue is native to Australia. His tongue is blue as a defense mechanism; not to many animals are that brightly colored, and the ones who are are often venomous (think: poison dart frogs). But Angus is not venomous, so it’s a bluff.  I like Angus, in spite of his kind of ornery personality. He reminds me a bit of Eeyore, from the  Winnie-the-Pooh stories.

I’m bummed that this shot isn’t more in focus, but it’s hard to know when a lizard is going to stick its tongue out and I’m not about to reach in there and pull it out; he may not be venomous, but he’s still got teeth!

in the “old” (read: before construction) museum, there was an odd little storage room in the hall between offices. It was used to store floor kits, and we call it “The Cave.” Now, a new room is used for this purpose. Since the door and trim around it are painted blue, it was named “The Blue Cave.”

I had been noticing that a lot of people were wearing jeans at a retirement party after work, and I got thinking–why are jeans blue anyway? and decided blue jeans fit my theme nicely.

So this started out as a picture of just blue jeans. But then Bridget pulled out the denim hat too (it’s her special “crafty” hat), and I declared her to be a vision in blue and went with that.

The theme of the week is “blue.”  At the end of June and beginning of July, I spent a week on the color red, and it was pretty fun.

This hydrangea bloom is the last burst of color in the yard, aside from green. I’m sure it will fade soon enough, as will the green and we’ll be in a season of drab grays and browns. …sigh…

I can’t remember the last time Doug actually bought Sam Adams at a liquor store…I’m guessing this box was used to pack up a bunch of 6-packs of other stuff that he likes better now.

I like my Jetta. Its name is Monty, and he has served me well over the years. I don’t put much by cars, they’re just a way to get from point A to point  B, but the VW is a nice little car.

The funny thing about street signs is, when you’re in your car they don’t seem all that big. But when you approach them on foot, they are much higher up than you’d think and much bigger.

There are a lot of signs at work over various exhibits. I picked this letter off the Art Studio.

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BONUS PICTURE
As I puttered around this morning, I kept hearing this tap-tap-tapping noise outside the house. When I left for work, this is what I saw up on the side by the guest room window.

any suggestions on how to get rid of him would be most welcome.

There used to be a McDonald’s in the building at work, and I avoided it at all costs. It’s gone now, and in its place we have an ABP, which is, in  some ways, even more dangerous.