Got a link to a new, neat site today (neat if you're into that sort of thing, which I am). Takes some time to figure out, and even longer for the images to load, but I had fun. So...

If you're wondering where I was on Sunday, 30 June 2002, here I am:

That's me down there, just a little left of center.

And I thought Herworship might want a view of the fire that has been smoking up her air.

That big grey smudge, again left of center, is her state's largest wildfire. A little over two weeks ago.

Wife and I were returning from some shopping this evening (some supplies for me for the Fourth) when we got stopped at one of the few street lights. I was in the passenger seat, as usual, when a big red car pulled up alongside.

Recognized the driver, a fellow I have known for years, back when he was a mechanic at the Chevy dealership. Rolled the window down to ask him how the world was treating him.

The light turned green, and we started moving. He kept pace with us, and got a big smile on his face.

"I got a Ferris deer permit in the mail," he said.

Doesn't take much to turn the world around for some folks. I didn't tell him I got one, too. Youngest son, however, did not. After last year's hunt, I would have much rather he'd received one than me.