I saw one of my friends while I was walking home. Unfortunately she had just been in an auto accident. However, it was fortunate that she wasn't hurt and only a little shaken up. I myself have been in several accidents while driving in the rain. That's one of the reasons I no longer drive.
I am thankful I live in the age of refrigeration.
I saw these guys laying some traffic line today. It reminded me of those initiation-like jokes people play on newcomers. When I was a bus boy at an Italian restaurant in Pittsburgh the chefs sent me to the neighboring steak house for a "veal stretcher." Of course there was no such thing. One of the favorite jokes to play on newcomers when I worked at New River Air Station was to send them to get a spool of "flight line" and "chem light bulbs." My favorite administrative piece of tomfoolery -- getting newbies to retrieve their missing "ID 10 T" form.
I went to watch football with some people at my good friends Andrew and Maris's house. They are the first people I visited of the New Year. As usual we also played darts. Then me and Andrew recorded some improvised music. We made up a song about The Bum Isaac.
I haven't left my place yet this year. I had some friends stop by whom I hadn't seen in months. They were my first visitors of the year. This year I'm going to read more. As a result of that I am hoping to learn more.
I recently read an article about a photographer named Richard Prince. "Rephotography" was a term he coined for his style in the late 70s and early 80s in which he photographed all or portions of commercial advertisements and photographs. I'm sure video stills qualify as a form of rephotography.
Apartment dwellers on 17th St NW do their part to decorate the community for the holidays.
I hitched a ride with some friends to the Building Museum. It is always an awe inspiring site. This time I noticed that the higher up in floors you are the more modern the construction techniques become. The ground floor has columns in the first and ionic style, the ceiling may have been taken from a steel mill.
Flying out of the Orlando Airport during the wee hours of the morning offers some interesting people watching. People watching is what I did until my brother, sister-in-law, and nephew got through airport security to join me. We ate left-over turkey until it was time for them to go to there gate and me to mine.
This is my sister Patti's dog, Casper Addison. His nick-name is "Fat Boy." He gets so happy when you give him attention that he wiggles in circles and whines with happiness. He is so fat that he has a fat nodule on one side of his stomach. One day his fat nodule might grow four legs and a head and become another dog altogether. For Christmas my sister got him a plush chew toy that makes Kung Fu sounds when you squeeze it.
