Clearly we’re not in Washington any more… In DFW the gents toilet is also the tornado shelter… 

It was a full plate a few minutes ago, Michele and I took care of that.

Rugby practice after work, two hours of refereeing touch rugby after work on a beautiful evening. One of my better decisions was getting back to coaching. 

The fog burned off and it was a wonderful day in the Snohomish River Valley. 

The house never came out too clearly, but there was a full moon as I left for work this morning. 

It were a dark foggy night in the valley…

When a regular bottle is just not enough…

Michele saw this in London and decided she had to have it, a Vincent Van Gogh puppet – with removable ear… 

A brief rainbow… 

For some reason a maintenance train pulling it’s own porta-potti amuses me…