Ancient Artifacts

So far, the plan to digitize my elementary school play does not appear to have been successful.

I'm living in a fantasy world!

Let's pretend my camera is just misplaced. Nobody would have stolen it out of my bag, right? It'll just turn up in my apt. somewhere, right? And can we pretend that I didn't fall for this Futurama joke, too? Because no theoretical person who downloaded the show could possibly make this mistake?

Great-great great-great

I hope you have someone in your family who does Genealogy like my Aunt Gina. Every once in a while they send you little pieces of gold, like how one of my ancestors just walked away from my family and farm one day and never came back. (And, we suspect, we were neither the first nor the last such family of his.) Or the knowledge that my struggle with being American and Canadian echoes the 5 Dilts brothers' families' choices during the American Revolution. (My ancestor went with United Empire Loyalism.) Or these photos of my great-great-great-great grandparents, Daniel and Mary McGahan Dimond. Oh, for that beard.....

[Edit: oh, and I'm also eligible to be a Son of the American Revolution, she says. I guess I took _both_ sides in that one.]

Tl;Dr Tarot

Gave myself a Tarot reading with the question: "What should I tell my supervisor tomorrow?" Anybody got any idea what this means?  I'm a knight errant? okay. Hanging over me: struggle. The base of the matter: Struggle. No sh*t. I'll just skip to the end, let's see.... The Final Outcome: "a time of dissatisfaction, boredom and depression within a relationship. There is a feeling of being let down or cheated, although the one who does the cheating is usually oneself because of one's unreal expectations". Hmmm... I don't think I'll lead with that at the meeting, no.

Pudzza

Went to Pud's for pizza! Always delightful, as I hope you know. Too good to wait to take pictures of.

Presented Without Comment

A creation of Andrew's.

Very Special Places

Campus was dead today - I couldn't find anyone in our building and all the doors were locked. Maybe because people didn't realize they probably weren't going to get shot for being there.  Fortunately, I finally got a key to that door down there a couple of days ago. Unfortunately, I immediately put it in a Very Special Place. As usual, the place was so special that I have no idea where it is.

EDIT: I know now why the building was locked.  It is Sunday. In my mind it was also Sunday yesterday. Hence the Father's Day call. Um.