Dad

Fun Times at the YSM

Civil War

Red Bell Pepper

Fuzzballs

<24 hr old baby birds. In my front yard.

Having a Blast

Irony

I was filling out this application with Home Depot this evening and part of the process is this big survey with a bunch of questions like this one on it. This particular one stuck me as hilarious.

Wood Shavings

These are the residue of my brother's woodworking habit.

Some sort of flower

Old Glory

Dad, the tired lumberjack.

It's hard to take a picture when your nose won't stop running, and other tales.

Once upon two weeks ago, some tree species decided the time had finally come to reproduce and promptly began spewing pollen at a prodigious rate. Not wanting to out-done, thousands of other trees followed suit. As it happens, apparently I'm highly allergic to this particular tree's pollen. Consequently I've spent the past weeks with a tissue at my nose, which is continuing to run at rates that would drain a lake in short order. In a related matter, I'm also badly dehydrated, as all the water I drink seems to convert instantly to snot and then proceed to run out of my nostrils. So yeah, bad couple of weeks over all. There is a mountain of used Kleenexes surrounding my trash can in my room from me throwing 'em in that general direction at three in the morning. Blegh...stupid allergies.

/Insert snot Haiku here, when I can think straight again.

What needs fixin'?

I wrote an email to Blackfive, a military-themed blog widely read by military personnel, seeking ideas for my senior design project. Hopefully we'll get some good responses back:
http://www.blackfive.net/main/2009/05/ask-an-infantryman.html

Went for a ride on my Blast today. Good times. Didn't even fall over once!