Might just be a tire swing.

Morning all. I’d like to start out today by wishing a very Happy Birthday to Karolina Djembalaya. Be sure to wish her one as well.

As some of you have already noticed, I managed to get the new Photos page up and running. If you hadn’t noticed, feel free to notice it now. There’s cool stuff on there. Stuff like this:

Trinity Library.

Yesterday, was exhausting. I ate a lot of stupidly heavy food which put in a food coma as I neared the end of the day. Mostly, though, the day was uneventful. I tutored in the morning. Then, I paid bills. I hung out with random people and ate a lot. The end.

Today is another crazy day. Tutoring this morning, a much needed visit to Steph the Sage this afternoon, dinner with the J-Crew this evening. And who knows what in between.

One weird thing did happen yesterday, now that I think of it. I was hanging out with Teacher Sis and Bubba Fett, watching a little Deadwood, and there’s a knock on my door. This guy who I see all over the neighborhood, a weird little man, stopped by my house to try to sell me a couple of tires that he had “acquired”. Um. No thanks. I guess. Who the hell comes to a stranger’s house to sell them tires? Strange, indeed.

Okay, my little turnip greens, I must away to prepare for tutoring. Have a wonderful day. More soon. ~SC