


My talent for almost winning has not deserted me.
A place for my photos and thoughts and stuff.



My talent for almost winning has not deserted me.

A rare quiet moment for our little Chaos Agent.
Here it is: possibly the most ridiculously plotted film in history. It involves a deranged small town doctor, an escaped circus gorilla, and…polio. There’s really no describing it adequately, especially since the editor seems to have been drunk, so it’s quite difficult to follow what’s going on at key points. Boris Karloff is in fine form, as usual, and the monkey suit is particularly hilarious. Great and gloriously cheesy stuff.

They’re bravely smiling, but they’ve been stuck in this unloved claw machine in a local Chinese joint for an awfully long time.



Thanks, neighbor George, for the seeds. A couple of decades later, we’re still enjoying the descendants of those first flowers.

He usually has clothes on. That’s why he looks so embarrassed.



The pig’s forehead is a favorite sunning spot for lizards.



The Garden Guardian is never off duty.



It’s our little Alfie in garden critter form.



Jo has a lot of company.

Jo proved to be completely unconcerned with the fireworks. This means I actually enjoyed the 4th for the first time in 13 years!


THROW IT!!!!!!


Hitch up your car here!

Cool little track, although I never win here.

Super-trainer Bob Baffert giving yet another interview.

The clubhouse. Too rich for my blood!

Apartments encroaching. It’s days are numbered most likely, so I enjoy the place while I can.

She’s in there, planning shenanigans.