Why get up and go downtown at stupidly early hours of the morning on a day I don’t have to work?
To see the penguin, of course!
It’s too bad this trip was to say goodbye to Endeavor. I may have more to say about the shuttle later, but for now, it’s enough to say, I saw this.
I can has all the root beer?
(Taken outside River City Brewing, which does have really good root beer. And also some excellent microbrews, I’m told.)
So, I’ve promised a friend I would start taking pictures of Sactown to show her. It gets me out of the office at lunch — most of these will be walking distance from work — and it lets me see a bit more of the city I live in. I’ll start the series with this shot, from last Friday, of the State Capitol building here in Sacramento.
I joke Sacramento is a company town. People look at me strange until I point out that the company is the State of California, and when the state hurts, everybody hurts. And it’s been really bad times for the State of California for years. We papered over a lot of it with the housing bubble, but eventually those things come back to haunt you.
That said, I love our state capitol building, and I especially love it this time of year with the Christmas tree in front.
My kid sis was in a car wreck on Saturday. She’s got a sore neck and received a concussion in the accident, but she’ll be fine. This is the taillight of her car — it got crunched but it looks fixable. We don’t know much beyond that, but I admit that I love this shot of the aftermath of the accident. It’s strangely beautiful despite being of a smashed taillight.
…at least, when it comes to odd but pretty pictures.
It rained at la casa de katster last night, and as I was getting into my car this morning, I spotted this interesting puddle on the driveway where my dad usually parks. (Yeah, his truck has a minor oil leak.) Of course I had to take a picture as the surface tension and colors caught my attention.
(I suppose turning this into a photoblog would assure people I’m alive…)
Oatmeal and ginger beer — the breakfast of champions.
Every year I see these, and every year my brain wonders. So, Internets, I turn it over to you. Is this blasphemy? Why or why not? Separate to that question, is it in good taste?
Poor Ebony-kitty finds herself on the wrong side of the glass to go chase the robin on the patio. We’re so mean to her.
So I got a new hard drive for Christmas. It astounds me that something smaller than a standard paperback novel holds 1 terabyte of data. Even more astounding, it cost less than half of the six gigabyte drive I bought in 1998.
The future is now, and it’s truly awesome.
No kid should ever have to write a letter like this to Santa Claus. Never.
(Seen in local postal annex.)
[Yet another post in my occasional series "Tales from the Commute"]
The commute was ugly today. It looked like this most of the way:
It was fun fighting that, when you couldn’t read signs until you were almost on top of them, and people disappeared into the fog way too easily.
But at the bottom of my offramp, it looked like this:
Go figure.
Eating my morning snack of a banana, and this sticker made me laugh
I found this in the grocery store last night.
Me: I’m afraid to look at how many calories that has.
Jill: (flipping package over): Servings per package: 12. Calories: 200. Calories from fat: 90.
Me: Yeesh! That’s one-sixth of one cup per serving.
So I guess if you really like Reese’s, this might be worth it. Just keep in mind, one cup is more than half your RDA.
Caught this shot of a bunch of what appeared to be pigeons on top of a light pole. With the clouds, it made for a beautiful shot.
A display in the Walmart near the house.
My sister said, “I don’t remember the first one.”
I said, “I’m sorry, Mario, but our princess is in another castle.”