03.31.08:
This one shall be called... The Package.

03.30.08:
Uh... ew.

03.29.08:
This crap is never gonna come out.

03.28.08:
Dunno why, but I've always wanted to do this.

03.27.08:
The five is just really out of place. Ugly.

03.26.08:
The baby dog and the baby girl after two episodes of Lost. Crappy pic from the phone.

03.25.08:
What you can't see is a cop trying to wave me through the intersection. Probably not the best time to be taking a picture, especially since I didn't have my headlights on.

03.24.08:
This guy was pretty serious.

03.23.08:
Oh, no. Don't do that.

03.22.08:
Waiting for the Georgester to get himself a truck.

03.21.08:
The whole driving thing got old pretty fast. No wonder people try to browse the internet while driving.

03.20.08:
Perhaps third time will be a charm, eh?

03.19.08:
Another day spent in the car.

03.18.08:
Hey I finally got around to it.

03.17.08:
Didn't last very long. But that's because George is here.

03.16.08:
We love the mall. Really.

03.15.08:
One of the finest moments in network television.

03.14.08:
I wore shorts. With knee warmers, yes—but still shorts.

03.13.08:
George moving out—or rather, getting ready to move in.

03.12.08:
I zoned out and scrubbed down the first floor bathroom sink when I was supposed to be feeding the dog.

03.11.08:
What it takes to get a warranty replacement. Really, not much. You can't even see it.

03.10.08:
Kind of a panic shot. Hairy balls in the upstairs bathroom.

03.09.08:
This season's race bike. It performs well but is by no means a masterpiece of craftsmanship, so I won't cry if I crash. Warranties are nice.

03.08.08:
Odd inlays at Johnny Brenda's. I finally got to satisfy the venison craving.

03.07.08:
Not everyone gets to plunge the roof.

03.06.08:
This is the look; the look of the dog.

03.05.08:
New Jersey hasn't outlawed cameras while driving yet. What am I saying? I'm in Pennsylvania.

03.04.08:
Perhaps DHL intentionally misses their drop dates so that the moment of joy is all the more... uhm... joyous.

03.03.08:
The magic number—the tally of watchers diligently waiting for the Jonny auction showdown. Six days fellas.

03.02.08:
Just one of those things that makes you say drats.

03.01.08:
Don't ask. I'm stoopid.