Scientific Smoking (not a 4/20 Post)
Donna and I still dress for the day every morning, though by the time we sit down to watch the nightly news we’re usually in our jammies.
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It didn’t happen if there are no pix
Donna and I still dress for the day every morning, though by the time we sit down to watch the nightly news we’re usually in our jammies.
I met Mayor Carolyn Goodman in March 2014, on a motorcycle trip to visit my son in Las Vegas.
Feels like time for another photoblog, doesn’t it?
I shouldn’t, but I always give the pups a pinch of whatever I’m having for lunch.
If you follow aviation accounts on social media, you’ve probably noticed how quick fellow aviation buffs are to pounce on photos of unidentified aircraft. The only thing worse is when the original poster gets the aircraft type or model wrong … then it’s Katie bar the door!
Maybe we should come up with a standardized personal space reminder phrase, something along the lines of “Distance, please.” You know, like skiers and bicyclists with their “On your left,” like the French with their “bonjours,” like that one friend we all have with his “You gonna eat those fries?”
I was looking at an old photo album on Flickr this morning, and it hit me I may have one of the most complete photo archives of the Boneyard Project, an art exhibit hosted by Pima Air and Space Museum from February through May 2012.
Here’s my latest photoblog from Pima Air and Space Museum in Tucson, Arizona, where I work as a volunteer docent.