My dad's nickname for me is Hamchuck, which is interesting since I loathe ham (and most other pork products). I offer up this blog of ponderings, recollections, contemplations, and things that amuse me, rarely featuring cured meat products, but often starring little plastic dinosaurs wearing outfits. And dogs.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
The next day ...
The next morning, we found the peoples were not forthcoming with their coffees, neither.
Felix got knocked down by a ninja starfish, which brought an end to his part in the "how much of your arms can you fit in your mouth" contest.