In outer space.

I’d like to start out today’s post by wishing a very Happy Birthday to Happy Felsch. Seriously. His name was Happy Felsch. Google it.

Sometimes, I just look up. Literally.

Maybe to see the clouds or stars or birds, usually just to make sure there isn’t something above me. A ninja, for example. Yesterday I looked up while I was on the phone with Dave and saw two balloons floating off together. They weren’t attached, but just traveling next to each other. Just two balloon friends on an adventure. One was yellow. The other orange. I would have taken a photo, but I was on the phone, so I took one with my mind camera. And now I’ll substitute what I actually saw with a dramatic reenactment via Google Image search:

You can tell that I stole this because I already told you that they were yellow and orange. Dummy. But it was the only image I could find of only two balloons floating away not tethered together. I’ve found my niche. I’ll just start photographing that.

Yesterday was stupid busy. Remember me saying that I had a bunch that I thought I’d be doing? Well, I did have all of that. And 1,718 other things, too. And I got about 6 done total. So, I have a crap more to do today.

Why am I still talking to you?

Oh, and Robin Williams died?

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC