The chicken looks sooo good.

The chicken looks sooo good.

I can’t eat a lot of it, but what I have is glorious.



On the ferry crossing Lake Champlain to New York.


I really love the old mill buildings.
I feel like I’m in a mad scientist’s lair.

The only thing missing is the Tesla coil.
Doctors appointment #273466. Let’s go find out if there is a greater than zero percent chance at a brain tumor.

He’s the first of the roommates to move in. The van and car are unloaded and the bed and desk are partially reassembled.

I was hoping to make the whole drive without stopping but my back insisted on a break.

This weeks rental truck for the move up to Burlington, VT is free from the tyranny of a rear view mirror*.

*there are side mirrors, of course, and a teeny tiny back up camera display. No word on Apple CarPlay though. Fingers enthusiastically crossed on that one.