If I was a comet, I'd want to see how close to the sun I could fly without getting eaten...
Which is probably why I should be glad I'm not a comet.
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I thought it might be a fun project to snap a photo and post a blurb each day for a year as way to keep in touch with family and friends who are far away. And as a way to stop and smell the roses as they say. Even though in Chicago,for much of the year,the roses are covered in ice and snow and are often peed on by dogs.
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- As I'm sure you know already, the very big down si...
- Tiny Magnets
- When I saw this photo of Meghan's new baby Joseph ...
- I call this one....Cafe Caliente en la Planta Baja
- Raptor
- Eric called me on his way home tonight. "It's fric...
- A backward poet writes inverse.
- It's a lazy Sunday night on the ranch. We're eatin...
- I forgot to tell you. I got to see Charlie yesterd...
- Friday nights
- Our friend Mary's lovely mom was on Good Morning A...
- Getting a chess lesson from my prom date. (I like...
- One serious snow dude
- Still slowly working through cleaning out boxes fr...
- makin' up
- blog. blog. blog.
- So. My suitcase didn't come off my flight with me ...
- Piece of heaven
- Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!...
- It's a Spaceship, Obviously
- The Perils of Modern Banking
- Jessie Makes New Friends
- New Furniture Day!
- Long Live the King
- Snow Blows
- Signs of Middle Age
- Mammal on Furniture
- Sungrazing
- Robstown, TX
- My brother sent me his Ken Burns style movie today...
- Hey Ya
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