Day 23. Here we are. We are here!

Some pics and commentary from the last six months. Please to enjoy.

Day 21. Halved and doubled.

Shared sorrow is halved; shared joy is doubled. Food is food but good cooking makes me happy.

Day 20. Practically Normal.

Normal, hell! How about a mixtape for your idiot dancing pleasure?

Hey 19. (I don’t like Steely Dan, but can’t resist wordplay.)

I'm as scattered as a shake of celery salt. But at least as flavorful!

Day Sebenteen. No change.

Me and Dad, I love him 17 billion percent.