There’s a lot of talk about how newspapers will soon be a thing of the past. I hope not. What will the crossword puzzle junkies do on the train? How will people know what to expect if they can’t read their horoscopes? What will I use to line the bottom of the snake’s cage?
it’s certainly what I want…
since it dawned on me that today is L day, I’ve had this song stuck in my head.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQ3eiaK6LAU
Doug and I have been kayaking a few times, and it’s OK. But we much prefer our canoe, whence this picture was taken.
woo hoo! time to go home! everyone jump for joy!
If I had to choose the best question I’ve ever been asked while staffing the desk, it would be a tie:
“Is there anything here for kids to do?” or “How do we get into the Children’s Museum?”
I is also for “idiot.”
The place up the street from work makes huge sandwiches that no normal person can possibly eat in one sitting. Rey here is holding up just half of one. You’ll note it’s nearly the size of his head, which violates one of the most basic rules of what’ safe to eat.
Exactly none of the pictures of the musician came out even halfway decent, so I’ve cropped this down as much as possible. Happens.
I just realized that for E and F I’ve used the same objects that Shel Silverstein did in his not-for-kids classic, Uncle Shelby’s ABZ Book. I wonder if that’s some kind of subconscious message.
At any rate, these are some coworkers’ fingers. I got them to stick around for 30 seconds after a meeting was over to pose for this shot.
We never buy eggs at the grocery store anymore, as we have become completely spoiled by the superior eggs we get from our CSA. 