Watson Lizard is not doing very well, so we’ve taken him off exhibit, and he’s residing in my office. I hope the peace and quiet help him feel better.
I don’t need no stinking badges
My workplace has a table at Comic Con this weekend, but a limited number of badges. I was supposed to text my colleague when I arrived and she was to come out and meet me to deliver the badge. At each checkpoint, I looked around for her, and then proceeded to the next checkpoint. When I arrived at our table, she said “Oh! You’re here!” and I said “Yep. Security sucks.”
thanks, Hood!
feather of a bird
Hancock and Hancock
work memories
strike a pose
potions
aw, shucks
Arlinghenge
Had a delightful meal with Kat and Bob, and as we left the restaurant, we spotted this ring of stone pillars. We ultimately decided they must have surrounded a trash can at some point, for all the good they did to keep someone from moving it.