Day 165

This is the pumpkin that took four hours out of my workday and caused me to stay at the office until 7:45. Not that I'm bitter.

Day 164

Sometimes, when it's after midnight, seeing the luggage come out is the happiest moment of your day.

Day 163

This is me after a hard day's work in OKC. Had to wear a suit for the resident council.

Day 162

En route to Oklahoma City. This is the flight from Boston to Chicago, which was followed by a flight to Dallas, and then finally to Oklahoma City. This first flight was cloudy and bumpy. If I had gotten the camera out on a later flight, it might have been a great view.

Day 161

This is my first opportunity to use my new wheely garment bag.

Day 160

We won't have a good place to sit until the new furniture gets here.

Day 159

This is a picture of the picture I meant to post a couple of weeks ago. It's the beer sampler at John Harvard's.

Day 158

I was fidgeting with a Halls cough drop wrapper today, and noticed that the way I had it all twisted up it still spells HALLS. Freaky, man.

Day 157

One last picture of my kick-ass new car, and that's all for now, I swear.

Day 156

Did I mention that my kick-ass car has remote entry? Well, it does.

Day 155

I had to take the Jamaicaway home, to see how my kick-ass new car handles the twisties.

Day 154

The last view of my old car, with my kick-ass new car hiding behind it.

Day 153

This is my kick-ass new car.

Day 152

I swear, right before I took the picture they were being really cute.

Day 151

Yep, it's fall.

Day 150

I should have taken a picture of the apple crisp the day I made it, but leftovers are good, too.

Day 149

Netflix has been good to us. Mmmmm... West Wing.

Day 148

Yeah, he's cute.

Day 147

I found this the other day. It's a stamp I made out of a red rubber 'raser a while back.

Day 146

First week of October, and they're stocking Christmas shit at our supermarket.

Day 145

I've been miserable.

Day 144

pictures of alcohol two days in a row can't be good. But there it is.

Day 143

My crown royal has personalized labels. Rock on.

Day 142

Just the other day, Nikki and I were commenting on a yummy restaurant in our neighborhood. We were of the opinion that they needed a better sign to let people know they were there. They sit a little bit off the beaten path, and their budweiser sign was easy to miss. Well lo and behold, today I drive by and they have a sweet new sign. It's almost as if we willed it to happen.

Day 141

8 hours, 800 dollars, and two potential criminal charges later, lesson learned: When you move, be sure to cross the Ts and dot the Is, and for the love of god don't forget to pay your excise tax.

Day 140

This is Reckart's Mill, from the 1860s. My father and I used to live next door to it.