Every morning, if I don't oversleep

...the sun, low on the horizon, streams in my side window and paints a slowly-moving mural through the trees and onto my wall. It's a pretty great effect which this picture does no justice at all. Love you guys. Have a safe trip.

Prop Tart!

I don't know if you recall Robyn Scott, she was the best prop person we ever had, from back in my office days. She lives not too far off so we met in Northampton for lunch at the Miss Florence Diner. She has cute kids, one of whom took this picture.

You know, even in the daytime, I hate the stupid Delaware Memorial Bridge.

Driving up here, what is with this thing?  When I drive near/on this I start feeling like a Republican seeing a random black man walking toward them in a parking lot in broad daylight: I want to freak out, unlimber my concealed-carry and start blowing holes in things.  Well, maybe I don't feel EXACTLY like a Republican.  But I am pointlessly scared, extremely nervous, hate everyone around me who's not me for no real good reason, and am on the verge of taking stupid action of some kind --so on the other hand, maybe I do feel like a Republican. I think that bridge is evil.  And if it collapses while I am on it you must try and make a big deal about my hitherto-unevinced psychic abilities. Perhaps a posthumous award of some kind.  Or a movie along the lines of  "The Mothman Prophecies."

You can tell I'm back in Pittsfield....

Every other house looks like the Addam's family house. And yes, the locals are creepy and they're kooky, mysterious and spooky. And altogether ooky...

Did a one-day trip to the beach

We stayed at the Days Inn, but it was right across the street from here, which I swear we stayed at when I was -like- 7. Am I imagining this? Love y'all...

Earth, Venus, Jupiter, seen from Mars.

The title of this post alone is ridiculous. Man is amazing.

Being a small town threatened with the ever-looming spectre...

...of invasion from the north by those canadian bastards (or, a la français...les bastards canadien), even visiting guest-artists must take their turn defending the shores.

Clayton Opera House, Clayton, NY

Drove through Sleepy Hollow on the way to the show in Peeksville, NY

We saw the (tragically shadowed) "Headless Horseman About to Lay a Drive-By Pumpkining on Ichabod's Ass" statue they have there. Also the bridge where the whole fictional event occurred (?)

Drove through Sleepy Hollow on the way to the show in Peeksville, NY

We saw the (tragically shadowed) "Headless Horseman About to Lay a Drive-By Pumpkining on Ichabod's Ass" statue they have there. Also the bridge where the whole fictional event occurred (?)

LaGuardia < Sun Valley :(

Finally took that test

...while scoring pretty high, I was somewhat disappointed at all the words I missed.  Now I feel dumb.  :(