I was a bit under the weather today, so I stayed in bed for most of it. When I finally got up and around, so to speak, I visited my aunt, her son, and her fiance. While there, my cousin, Greg showed up with his girlfriend and daughter. The daughter [who's name I'm forgetting because I'm such a nice guy] is no more than 4 or 5 years old and is quite bright. I thoroughly enjoy chatting with her and was doing so today. I have a few freckles on the bottoms of my hands [seriously] and showed them to her.
Her: What are those?
Me: Those are freckles. You don’t know about freckles yet?
Her: No. Why do you have them? Did a tiger bite you?
Yeah. Cutest thing, ever.
I finally got my camera. It’s a Canon SD20 and is just the bee’s knees. It’s also uber-tiny. You know that little pocket inside the pocket on a pair of jeans? It fits in that.
Some pics I took today with it:
Me driving, talking on the phone, and taking pictures. Safe.
Ms. Parker. She’s the reason I have a camera. How hot is this pic?
Khan. I don’t know how he spells it, but I like this way. He could very well have a wrath, too.
This is Kirby, I think. I was pretty trashed when I met him, so who knows.
This is me right now. I’m tired and oh so grumpy. Bald, too.