|Omnes:||Hurrah! [They throw their collective hat into teh air]|
To help pass his Copious Free Time Jonathan has borrowed a guitar from Mark Mueller. He does not, however, look enough like Antonio Banderas for him to be mistaken for El Mariachi.
Now back from the Civic Center before the Smalls show up in order to save my poor feetses from further ouch. Not only has it started raining again but there are Wagnerian thunder and lightning effects going on over there | Don't rate our chances of running tonight very highly, frankly. Some hand-selected photos from the lunchtime games:
|Larry Lem at the head of the lunch queue. No change there, then|
|O noes! It's Western Half-Devil Monster Face van Schaik!!|
|Mikey has a stick! Be afraid! Be very afraid!!|
4:40 pm and I've just met Team Cygnus on their way to the pool, from which I divine that the only items on the agenda are the long-awaited return to the Ming Dynasty and a showing of "Battle Mountain: Graeme Obree's Story". Seen it. No killin's. No 'splosions. No helichopters. 's rubbish1. Early night tonight, then.
|Sunny Nevada, driest state in the Unio... oh, wait!|