clamming at Pacific Beach

This is what we were looking for, a depressed (but not suicidal) hole.

Then we (those who were strong enough - namely not Teresa) used the 'gun' to tube down around the clam.

Pull the gun up and voila (or not so voila) there is a clam.

Then you wash it off in the water.When you don't smash it with the gun, you are happy. And you put it in the bucket with the other dying (or dead, smashed) clams.There are holes like this all over the ground.And birds flying about looking for the discards.

Lindsey pushing around the empty stroller.

Getting Rebecca to laugh!

Rebecca was ditched, the woes of being latched into the stroller.

Making use of the romantic atmosphere (seagulls, fish smell....)Our crew:The sun, setting.

new art

I used an old maple syrup jug, copper wire, silicone and twine to make a something to hang up. It looked best in front of 'the joy of paint' so there it now is.

the portrait of a lady by Henry James

Here is an excerpt from the beginning of the book:


"The house had a name and a history; the old gentleman taking his tea would have been delighted to tell you these things: how it had been built under Edard VI, had offered a night's hospitality to the great Elizabeth (whose august person had extended itself upon a huge, magnificent and terribly angular bed which still formed the principal honour of the sleeping apartments), had been a good deal bruised and defaced in Cromwell's wars, and then, under the Restoration, repaired and much enlarged; and how, finally, after having been remodelled and disfigured in the eighteenth century, it had passed into the careful keeping of a shrewd American banker, who had bought it originally because (owing to circumstances too complicated to set forth) it was offered at a great bargain: bought it with much grumbling at its ugliness, its antiquity, its incommodity, and who now, at the end of twenty years, had become conscious of a real aesthetic passion for it, so that he knew all its points and would tell you just where to stand to see them in combination and just the hour when the shadows of its various protuberances - which fell so softly upon the warm, weary brickwork - were of the right measure."

Now if you read through that entire thing, you may have noticed that it only contains one period (along with 2 sets of parenthesis, 2 semi-colons, 2 colons, 16 commas and 2 hyphens). It is the longest sentence that I have every read!

Just thought I'd share. Needless to say, or maybe I do need to say, that I did not read beyond that. And it was a feat to get that far.

banana, candy cane oreos, milk, chocolate sauce....

This is our own special blend, blender the above ingredients...you should try it...it is....ah....interesting.

battle of the bands

We went to a battle of the bands with Laura and Dan, at Studio 7 in downtown Seattle. There were a few good bands...but overall most were too loud (mostly grunt rock), had no imagination and some were a little scary (greasy, 40 yr old man danging around with a mic). And with the hard rock bands there was this group of boys in front that would start moshing...which looked like about 20 kids in a fight (Teresa was not amused!) We did have a good time though - it was generally amusing.