It’s a Girl
Photography by The Prof
Photography by The Prof
This is one of those moments when I’m more acutely aware of the march of time. I’m sitting in a lounge outside a campus library. The lounge is a peculiar set up, where the hallway widens into a bulge, filled with chairs that are designed to keep my feet about two inches above the floor…
May fifth came and went, and I neglected to mention it was my second anniversary on Dear Diary. It seems so strange now to go back and read some of those earliest entries on the Salamander diary. I was absolutely clueless where I’d be two years hence, when the pressures on my life would take…
Yup. He’s sick. Clueless just barfed spectacularly throughout the dining room of the apartment. Since he ate nothing this morning, this was last night’s dinner coming back. Confirmation of this took form of his completely intact Pounce treat in the middle of the barf. The Pounce treat that he got nearly nineteen hours ago with…
They simply announced that they were going to play a single from some group or another’s soon to be released album. I really wasn’t listening that closely. I can’ explain it. Perhaps thirty seconds into the song the breath was stolen from my chest and I was desperately trying to remember who the hell they…
Dear Diary is not a democracy. It is a free site run by two guys who have decided for whatever reasons to host a place where people can write journals. What they have essentially done is created a home in cyberspace and invited us to come inside and make a room for ourselves. If you…
… and I’m sitting all by myself at the computer, I’ve decided to take Slipperman’s “What the Hell, Part 2” survey. A – Age: 46 (newly minted) B – Best Quality: I know how to bide my time waiting to get even. C – Choice Of Meat: beef D – Dream Date: A no show…
I’ve never seen a chrysalis at this stage before. Cool!
Congratulations! She’s a beauty.
Yay!!!
Gorgeous!