The art world is abuzz over the discovery of what many are calling This Generation’s Picasso.
I drew this on my whiteboard at work last fall to inform my group I was leaving for Yellowstone and the Tetons.
It’s OK to weep.
Category: General
Feelings
Do you know that wonderful feeling when you wake up and realize it’s Saturday and you have the day to yourself? Do you know that miserable feeling when you realize it isn’t Saturday, it’s Friday, and you have to get up and go to work?
At least Scout climbed on top of me this morning when I woke up and tried to soften the blow.
Me Not Smart
This evening I went to one of my favorite spots, Ridgefield National Wildlife Refuge up in Washington. On my first trip around the auto tour, the yellow warning light lit up on my Civic’s dashboard, telling me I’d better get gas or else.
I figured it was a false alarm but didn’t want to risk it, so I took off for the nearest gas station. I pulled up to the pump, turned off the car, popped the gas tank door, and waited for them to come and fill up the car.
And waited.
And waited.
And waited.
And then it dawned on me, I was in Washington and would have to pump my own gas. Fortunately I hadn’t waited more than a minute or two, so hopefully I didn’t look like too much of a maroon.
New Year’s Day
I’ve thought about starting a blog for a long time. In fact, I’ve had an inactive link on my home page for so many years that it was called Weblog instead of Blog because I added it before the ‘blog’ term had become popular.
This is mostly just a trial run to see if I enjoy writing it and if I update it enough. I don’t want it to interfere with my picture updates at my website and I don’t want it to keep me from working on my great American novel.
But since it’s the start of a new year, it seemed fitting to finally start the blog.
Boolie 