Here is a very well done, intuitive, albeit spooky, website of crime information for Chicago. I don’t really care about crime in Chicago, but I found my self fascinated by the information, clicking around for a few minutes.
Paul’s sister Sandy snapped this picture of Bertie while Kei and I were away.
I’m here with Kei for a weekend in Victoria. It’s windy and rainy, the perfect weather for museums and cups of tea. We saw a wooly mammoth and a replica of the Discovery, George Vancouver’s ship. It’s a nice little town, even if the bilgewater gets dumped into the strait.
Tonight it’s Greek food at her roomate’s family’s Restaurant. Then we’re going to see Star Wars. Can you believe it, they have Star Wars in Canada too!
Last weekend I went to Loren’s garage sale.
And then helped Carol with her gigantic Juniper plant.
I used zip ties to attach my bend-o-vines to the cage.
Bertie’s father is an Ambilobe (below left) and his mother is a Sambava. Peg Leg (below right) is his uncle on his mother’s side.
I have seen bertie flash oranges slightly between the red and yellow orange of his parents. Usually, he is a blue teal.
My co-workers and I took a trip to ye’ ol Red Mille.
Check out the barge-o-bacon! The girl making change was kind enough to let me snap her picture too.
Bertie is becoming a hobbit.
Notice the bagginess in his chest area. And I always thought he looked more like a smeagol. (No offense, Bertie).
Now that’s some good cuttin’!
Here are some shots of Mom and the family on Mother’s Day.