One more thing

There's no cover near the pond and my tripod is broke, so all you get is me in the rain not even pretending to hold the camera steady.




More robot links because I said so. Robot babysitter, killer robot, and most terrifying of all, robot interpretive dance. How cool is it that the website for the Missouri Botanical Gardens is mobot?

Smoke and Ink? I totally should have called this Chekhov's Gun. Is it too late for a name change?

For the dudes who ain't here

MIT pours one out.

Breaking the silence

There's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week
I keep on talking trash but I never say anything

I passed on writing about Spitzer, green architects, and floods. All that earned me was late-march snow and Cogent depeering yet another ISP. Hey, maybe everyone should depeer Cogent for a week and see how they like it.

I woke up early to the end of Goonies, flipped to the end of The Royal Tenenbaums, and got cut off by K before Shuan of the Dead started. As if that wasn't enough, she hit me in the head with a zipper until I was bleeding. But I definitely shouldn't have laughed at her for saying she couldn't scratch her belly-button because there was too much lotion in it. I'm sorry, baby, I know I shouldn't run my mouth like that. It gets me in so much trouble.

Between snowfalls I got a few pictures of the bush in front of our building. Obviously I need more work with the macro lens.